• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• What Is A Juggalo? - I.C.P.
• Wax Museum - I.C.P.
• Southwest Song - I.C.P.
• Ray Of Sunshine - I.C.P.
• The Amazing Maze W Twiztid - I.C.P.
• Still Stabbin - I.C.P.
• Prom Queen - I.C.P.
• The Staleness - I.C.P.
• Spin The Bottle - I.C.P.
• Simple and Blunt - I.C.P.
• Please Hate Me - I.C.P.
• Please Don't Hate Me - I.C.P.
• Pass Me By - I.C.P.
• My Axe - I.C.P.
• Mr. Happy - I.C.P.
• Meat Cleaver - I.C.P.
• Let's Go All The Way - I.C.P.
• Just Like That - I.C.P.
• Jake Jeckel - I.C.P.
• I Didn't Mean To Kill Him - I.C.P.
• How Many Times - I.C.P.
• Homies - I.C.P.
• House Of Horrors - I.C.P.
• Fuck The World - I.C.P.
• Every Halloween - I.C.P.
• Crossing Thy Bridge - I.C.P.
• Cotton Candy And Popsicles - I.C.P.
• Cherri Pie - I.C.P.
• Blaaam!!! - I.C.P.
• Weed War (With Twiztid & Kottonmouth Kings) - I.C.P.
• Dead Body Man - I.C.P.
• Dating Game - I.C.P.
• Hokus Pokus - I.C.P.
• Intro - I.C.P.
• Crystal Ball - I.C.P.
• Just Another Crazy Clique - I.C.P.
• Hellalujah - I.C.P.
• The Tower - I.C.P.
• Great Milenko - I.C.P.
• Graveyard - I.C.P.
• Yours Begins Tonight - I.C.P.
• Yellow Bus - I.C.P.
• Wizard Of The Hood - I.C.P.
• Willy Bubba - I.C.P.
• Wicked Rappers Delight - I.C.P.
• Wicked Halloween - I.C.P.
• Whut - I.C.P.
• Who Wanna Flex? - I.C.P.
• Who Asked You - I.C.P.
• When Vampiro Gets High - I.C.P.
• When I Get Out - I.C.P.
• What About Now - I.C.P.
• Welcome To The Show - I.C.P.
• We'll Be Alright - I.C.P.
• We Gives No Fucks - I.C.P.
• We Belong - I.C.P.
• Watch My Ride - I.C.P.
• Walk Into The Light - I.C.P.
• Walk into the Darkness - I.C.P.
• Wagon Wagon - I.C.P.
• Under The Moon - I.C.P.
• Truth Dare - I.C.P.
• Truly Alone - I.C.P.
• Toy Box - I.C.P.
• Toxic Love - I.C.P.
• Tilt-A-Whirl - I.C.P.
• Thy Unveiling - I.C.P.
• Thug Pit - I.C.P.
• The Wraith - I.C.P.
• The Witch - I.C.P.
• The Sky Is Falling - I.C.P.
• The Show Must Go On - I.C.P.
• The Shaggy Show - I.C.P.
• The Raven's Mirror - I.C.P.
• The People - I.C.P.
• The Pendulum's Promise - I.C.P.
• The Party - I.C.P.
• The Night of the 44 - I.C.P.
• The Neden Game - I.C.P.
• The Loons - I.C.P.
• The Killing Fields - I.C.P.
• The Juggla - I.C.P.
• The Jokers Wild - I.C.P.
• The Dead One - I.C.P.
• The Amazing Maze - I.C.P.
• Terrible - I.C.P.
• Taste - I.C.P.
• Take Me Home - I.C.P.
• Staaaaaaaaale!!! - I.C.P.
• Take Me Away - I.C.P.
• Take It - I.C.P.
• Swallow This Nut - I.C.P.
• Super Star - I.C.P.
• Super Balls - I.C.P.
• Suicide Hotline - I.C.P.
• Stomp - I.C.P.
• Stalker - I.C.P.
• Piggy Pie (Old School) - I.C.P.
• Piggie Pie - I.C.P.
• Wickit Klowns - I.C.P.

What is a juggalo?
Let me think for a second
Oh, he gets butt-naked
And then he walks through the streets
Winking at the freaks
With a two-liter stuck in his butt-cheeks
What is a juggalo?
He just don't care
He might try to put a weave
In his nut hair
Cuz he could give a fuck less
What a bitch thinks
He tell her that her butt stinks
And all that
What is a juggalo?
He drinks like a fish
And then he starts huggin people
Like a drunk bitch
Next thing, he's pickin fights
With his best friends
Then he starts with the huggin again
Fuck!
What is a juggalo?
A fucking lunatic
Somebody with a rope tied to his dick
Then he jumps out a ten-story window
What is a juggalo?
A juggalo
That's what it is
Well, fuck, if I know
What is a juggalo?
I don't know
But I'm down with the clown
And I'm down for life, yo
Southwest? (we juggalos)
Down river? (we juggalos)
Jefferson? (we juggalos)
Fuckin everybody (we juggalos)
I'm that juggalugga locoroni
Get the fuck up
Get the fuck the out of here
What is a juggalo?
A dead body
Well, he ain't really dead, but he ain't like
Anybody that you've ever met before
He'll eat monopoly and shit out connect four
What is a jug..?
What the fuck? Connect four?
Man that shit is whack
Don't worry about my shit
Just rap motherfucker
What is a juggalo?
He ain't a bitchboy
He'll walk through the hills
And beat down a rich boy
Walks right in the house
When you're having supper
And dip his nuts in your soup, gloop!
What is a juggalo?
Well, he ain't a phoney
He'll walk up and bust a nut in your macaroni
And watch you sit there
And finish up the last bit
Cuz your a stupid ass dump fuckin idiot
What is a juggalo?
He's a graduate
He graduated from....well
At least, he got a job
He's not a dump puts
He works for himself scratching his nuts
What is a juggalo?
A Hulkamaniac
He powerbombs motherfuckers into thumbtacks
People like him till
They find out he's unstable
He Sabu'd your momma through a coffee table
I'm that juggalugga locoroni
Get the fuck up
Get the fuck the out of here
I'm that juggalugga locoroni
I figured you wouldn't understand
Detroit? (we juggalos)
Cleveland? (we juggalos)
St. Louis? (we juggalos)
Everybody? (we juggalos)
Fuckin everybody? (we juggalos)
Everybody? (we juggalos)

Greetings
Welcome to the gypsy of fortunes
Your coin was very much appreciated
And now I shall grant you your future
It seems my cards of tarot have dealt you a very odd hand
A hand of six jokers card, this is very rare
And suggest something neusant is approaching
You should be visited by a dark circus
A circus that holds pain and anguish
This travelling mass of evil will leave you corpse to rot
While entrapping your soul to displayed at future stops
Oh yes, you should also be aware that it is your own evil doings
That have brought about this carnival's visit
All of the sins and hatred you have cast during your life
Have whipped and spun into form, the form of one
One who leads this gruesome parade of pain into your life
One sinister beast, one known only as RINGMASTER
Welcome ladies and gentlemen to the museum, the wax museum
Thousands of dead souls covered in wax
All of the rare exhibits you are about to encounter
Are strange and wonderous creations of the one and the only
Leader of them all
So both dead and undead please welcome the R-r-r-ringmaster
"Purpose, question, kill"
The ICP is of the Ringmaster
And the Ringmaster's of the attutes of mankind
G-ya, motherfucker, now you gotta face your worst enemy
And that's yourself
Every wicked thing you've ever done
Has come back now
And it's gonna whip your little ass, bitchboy
Us, we're just clowns
We just work for the Ringmaster
With the wave of his magic wand
I step forward, wind back
And swing this battle axe
Upside your motherfucking head
Hoooo!!!
So step right up cause the R-r-r-ringmaster
Takes you on the ride of your life
Horror and fear, smiles and tears
And oh everso over do
The Ringmaster rises up and lifts across the sky
Through the forest and down the river
Along the valley, over the hill
And down the trail and up the sidewalk
Only to surprise you and yours
At your very front door

"Good people sometimes think bad things
Good people dream bad things, don't you
Good people even do bad things
Once in a while, we do"
[Violent J]
Factory smoke and choke in pain
Cuz Del Ray funk is in my brain
So I break the law but I'm not to blame
You only know my place, you don't know my name
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Well, I grip the fence and bent the steal
And I steal a car and I grip the wheel
And I park the car then I steal it again
Cuz I really don't know what's happening
[Violent J]
I wait for night to fall then I walk outside
And then I run back in cuz I don't wanna die
You see, the air alone, it can corrupt your brain
As smoke fills the sky enough to block the rain
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
And I pray to God to help me justify
Look over me cuz my brain is fried
And I don't have a name, I don't have a home
I just lay alone on my bed of stone
[Violent J]
You see, death awaits me on my narrow path
And when I stop to think I can only laugh
Because I'm not alone, it didn't take me long
To see everybody singing that southwest song
[Chorus (2x)]
Wooooooo Oh We-oh
Everybody singing that southwest song
[Violent J]
Some say I'm real and some say I'm fake
But I really don't care cuz it's all too late
You see, my mind is weak and I'm losing breath
As I crawl along I can feel the death
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Everywhere I go I bring with me pride
And then I pay the carny and I take a ride
But see, the wheel is wicked and it spins me death
So I try it again with what pride is left
[Violent J]
If we have to go then you can take me fast
You see, I started under and I'm sinking fast
And when the joker's card is missing from your deck
Then you know the road has finally caught my neck
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Eh, yo, don't look, now, there we go again
It's me and the grim reaper, best of friends
He's always hanging round waitin for me to die
We shot a game of pool, he's not a bad guy
[Violent J]
I feel him in the corner of a circled room
At about thirteen in the afternoon
And then I see the strain as I walk along
I notice everybody singing that southwest song
[Chorus (2x)]
What does seem bad to you?
I'm angry...
What does seem bad to you?
I'm angry...
Everybody singing that southwest song
[Violent J]
If my time has come, then I'm ready to go
Shoot me in the face with your forty-four
And when I'm falling down to my sorry death
I'll laugh with my very last breath (hahaha)
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Lose some, win some, that's how it goes
I've been down and out, I took many blows
And there ain't nothing here I ain't seen before
I'm just a jugglin juggla jugglin more
[Violent J]
You wanna see the world, you wanna run the town
You wanna meet a girl and wanna settle down
You wanna start a family and ya own a home
I wanna run with a set from the ghetto zone
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
You see the forks up, I see the forks down
But I'm a wicked clown, so don't fuck around
Cuz my brain is gone and it's on it's way
I'm exploding, so get off me, dog!!!
[Violent J]
And I could be right and I could be wrong
And if I ain't dead now then it won't be long
But it does not matter what set you on
Tonight everybody sings that southwest song
[Chorus (6x)]
"What seems bad to you?

you're my ray of sunshine
my only ray of sunshine
your all I need, your all I need
to end my missery
your my ray of sunshine
my only ray of sun shine

ferris wheels and bumper cars are fun but those rides just arent for everyone
bought my ticket i might have a ride IN THE MAZE
if i dont come back right away give me time at least a half a day
dont just leave me lost and thrown away IN THE MAZE
hello ladies and gentlemen i'm jeff nipples and i'm jimbo jsym
welcome to the dark carnival's amazing maze over 5,000 ways to get in and no way out!
lets meet todays volunteer this is rick we like to call him rick the dick
dick face here is a wealthy ontrponuer who smacks his wife around
and buys his way in and out of everything lets see how Mr. tough guy
fairs up in the amazing maze
wuddup bitch im violent j i'll be your guide for the day k? good got mad doors
and mad floors! hallways crawlways walls for day make a left just before you make a right and your left
should be to your right if your lefts right, right?good begin the sho' go ahead boy open the first door
welcome to the exical thrilla meet jack dubie a serial killer with a chain saw he'll take ur arm off at the elbow
ull get it back if you make it out though. fuck aint no use crying all day u need to take ur bitch ass back down the hallway
u gotta be a man at least u've learned everything you get in the maze u've earned
keep running times ticking on the clock.
u might wanna tie that stump up with a sock
turn right it might look the same but your making tracks to the room of tumb tacks
this really aint shit bout a million tacks and the room spins a bite
if ya stay on your feet you'll be ok (hahaha) oh let me get outta your way
oh boy rick the dick in a bite of jam there jeff
thats right jimbo he looks like a rag doll flippin and spinnin like that
you can always witness specticals truely amazing within the amazing maze
lets see where else ricks adventures will lead the lil dick whipe
(hahaha)so you got a few tacks in your balls pick em all out and head right back down the halls
whats this dead end doors looked its a long way back just knock oh should have
turned around no doubt nothing we gotta sit and argue about
keep going make a left right left run straight ahead some more open the door
(girls voice)
silk sheets nice breeze relax and just take it with ease the maze is a place of magic
many suprises your dick rises lay down expect the best then in comes your luver with a hairy chest
(guys voice)
hello sexy im grim luv now let me look at your uh milk dud
oh shit you fell for that i aint gonna tell you, you got ur o-ring taped
all that dissin of the opissit sex and look who just got their butt hole flexed
wait whats that the walls are closin in fuck that hurry run for ur life oh he'll be alright
hows that sit with you jimbo first he get pluged with bullets then he gets he butt pluged
i think hes a fuckin idiot jeff i mean what kinda ass hole cant find his way outta this maze
u got to be a real dick buffer to wind up here in the first place
right u r jimbo lets watch the big dick fuck up some more
all righty aint no need to fear if theres a way out its gotta be near oh look a phone u still got one good arm
so its on can u hear ahh tounge in your ear drop it the phones got a life of its own (kiss me man hey come on)
slip down the slide go faster ban of males disaster quit screaming now hurry the fuck up open the door
clits trees you outside lots of places for creeps to hide watch ur step backtrap caught ur foot at the ankle snap
freakin out with the stump throw something in the rump hunters yeah there gonna get ya how does it feel bitch get the picture
back in door at last look ur family behind the glass they look weird their sayin something
listen up (you fucked up you fucked up) o their laughin and pointing at you atleast u know what their say is true
its one last door or (or what) once again its on
ferris wheels and bumper cars are fun but those rides just arent for everyone
bought my ticket i might have a ride IN THE MAZE
if i dont come back right away give me time HEY HEY MAN CUT THAT SHIT WHAT THE FUCK MAN HAPPY FRIENDLY SHIT MAN FUCK THAT SUPPOSED TO BE WICKED IN THIS BITCH TURN
THAT SHIT OFF

I stab people like everyday folks
skinny people any people I chop off their throats
My stabbin's are ninja like very quickly, hey
by the time you feel it I'm like 3 blocks away
I stabbed the newspaper guy and took his little truck
now I stab people and drive away I'm like puttputtputtputt
I do a show and stab people at the same time
I stab bear cages security guards in the back of the neck
I love waffle house, I stab people there
their so shitty and dumpy they don't even care
I love stabbin' people, def leopard remember them
when I cut their fuckin drummers are off, you can ask'em
Leo Owen the president of island
I'm at a business meeting with him looking at him I'm smiling
I just up with the stab and he kicked my ass
17th floor they through me out through the glass
Help Me
(help'em)
Fuckin help me
(help'em)
I need you to help me
(help'em)
Somebody come and help me
(help'em)
Jehovah's witnesses I swear man I love 'em
they're standing out on the porch, knockin I'm waiting above 'em
punch and wound victims right through my door
come back mothafucka, ill stab you some more
one time I went wrestler, I wrestled the best
I got kicked out though, I had a knife in my spandex
I stabbed Tony Schiavone the commentator guy (or got me, I'm not sure)
before the match I went to shake his hand but I stabbed him in the eye
I stabbed Norman Smiley in the middle of a match
he was like (what are you doing) I said fuckin relax
I stabbed him again and again I jumped out and ran
everybody chased me, catch me if you can
I tried to stab my own brother, bad news for my health
he twisted my arm back, I ended up stabbing myself
I stab cabby drivers right through the thick glass
ginsu built to last, can you help
Slice 'em up, Slice 'em down
side to side and all around
They don't help, they don't care
ginsu swingin everywhere
Slice 'em up, Slice 'em down
side to side and all around
They don't help, the don't care
ginsu swingin everywhere
I saved up my money and went to see the Lilith fair
started stabbing lesbians, there was millions of them there
I took off my thong and jumped in the pit
but there wasnt any pit, it was only me and that was it
but so what, I was throwin myself all over the floor
Sarah McLachlan was on stage, I said you fuckin whore
One time I met Slipknot, I stabbed their ass
stabbed them all in the face, that's why they wear masks
my little newspaper truck runs on a tank of blood
I drive with my lights off all throuhg my neighborhood
but its so hard to sneak because of the muffler
I hate that fucker
I did a song with 3-6 mafia, them guys are the shit
we went to their studio and I started rockin it
after the session they all left out of there
but I stayed behind and stabbed the engineer
Help Me
(help'em)
Fuckin help me
(help'em)
I need you to help me
(help'em)
Fuckin come and help me
(help'em)
Naw fuck you
(fuck'em)
fuck all of you
(fuck'em)
you better fuckin help me
(help'em)
help me, help me
Slice 'em up, Slice 'em down
side to side and all around
They don't help, the don't care
ginsu swingin everywhere
Slice 'em up, Slice 'em down
side to side and all around
They don't help, they don't care

Won't you be my prom queen? (another morning)
Won't you be my prom queen?
Everybody has a real good time
Won't you be my prom queen? (must take for my senior prom)
Won't you be my prom queen?
Everybody has a real good time
Another morning, I must get up and go to school
I'm taking too long gettin dressed, tryin to look my best
Because today is not your ordinary every morning
My high school prom is coming and I heave my daddy's warnings
I'm going to find myself a girl to take to the prom
I shouldn't have too much trouble because I'm
I'm very nice, my mother says I'm very handsome
When I wear my good vest, and mother knows best
I got to school, I straggle through the hallways
I stop and gaze at all the girls just like always
But this time, I must now approach them (or)
Or my daddy might get mad and break my wrist again (ow)
And so I chose her, her hair, it matches with her face
She is so lovely, my heart pulse begin to race
I make my way between her friends and to her presence
Hello, Christine, would you be my prom queen?
I'd rather die, I'd rather die, I'd rather die... (repeat over)
(would you be my prom queen? no! aaah! prom queen)
There was a time when I could except a no
That was before, Christine is gonna have to go
My parents will be proud of me when I bring her home
So now I sit and watch her practice in the gym dome
Christine is famous, she has so many different friends
Will they miss her when she's dead or will they just pretend
Nobody talks to me, I only talk to I
And I been telling myself all day, she's gotta die
"Good morning, everybody. This is Principal Rogers, and I would just
like to congradulate our Senior class and wish them at tonight's
Prom dance."
Won't you be my prom queen? (I can be your prom baby)
Won't you be my prom queen?
Everybody has a real good time
It was really fuckin easy, I'm a human hater
I took a towel from the locker room to suffocate her
I had to throw away her gym bag and all her folders
And when it got dark, I caried her home on my shoulders
My daddy was asleep, when I snuck her in the back
I thought about my situation and it's kind of whack
It sounds cheap, but we're having prom in my cellar
But she's dead, I guess I'll never have to tell her
I took the bottles of Tamiace, four dollars worth
I took the seventeen dollars that was in her purse
I bought balloons and streaming and stuff to munch
I had a dollar left, I bought a Faygo Punch
I hung the streamers and balloons on my basement wall
I banged my head a couple times, I'm just too fuckin tall
I would have took her to the school like a normal man
But I had to kill her first they'd never understand
I put a record on and then I picked her up to dance
I bet she cannot feel the woody growing in my pants
I know my daddy would be proud of all that I've done
Instead of burning me, he'd probably come and hug his son
I think about it as I dance slowly to the beat
The more I think about it tears are rolling down my cheek
I hope I showed Christine a night like no other
After all, that's how my daddy did my mother
"Our Seniors deserve a night to celebrate with friends, celebrate
all their great work. Prom night is your very own special night,
and everybody always remember their high school prom."
Won't you be my prom queen? (I can be your prom baby)
Won't you be my prom queen?

Let me see your throat thing there buddy, I'ma chop it, see thy idea is to make you die - (Stop it) I don't know why but your heart beat offends me, I need to cut you off at thy wind pipe desperately, (Like, how about cuttin' your own neck?) - I did, seventeen times, why you think I talk like this? Before I cut myself
THIS WAS MY VOICE
now gimmie your neck pipe, you don't have no fuckin' choice (I'm not ready to die) - neither was Easy E, what makes you so fuckin' special you can escape thy wrath (You mean Wraith) - I said Wraith, now shut thy fuck up, and give me your wind pipe so I can cut that mother fucker (Pick somebody else) - I'm pickin' anybody I can find, and you happen to by thy next mother fucker in line (Ok lets do it) - Keep still right there and about, 1, 2, 3 of those mother fuckers I'm outta here
Let me make your pain be gone
I wanna
STAB, STAB, STAB,
It's like
Murdering be giving me a calm
I need ta
YEAH, YEAH, YEAH,
Let me make your pain be gone
I wanna
STAB, STAB, STAB,
It's like
Murdering be giving me a calm
I need ta
(Ah ha... What kind of circus is this?)
How you gonna give me a straight jacket when I'm crooked? Took it and shook it, ripped it and unzipped it and waited for thy nurse guy to bring me my tray, jumped him from behind and turned his head backwards my way, took all his keys and a crate of Methadone, masturbated on myself and leaped out the window, Then I turned around and went right back inside, once i realized I could of grabbed a brang of Formaldehyde. Suddenly another fuckin' guard shot me; I played the whole movie shit off like "You got me". Laid there playin' dead and when he checked my pockets I jabbed my fuckin' thumb knuckle deep in his eye socket. By now there was guards everywehre. I'ms steady cuttin' heads off, surfin' on a wheel chair, and too many bullets finally put my away....
But was it the real Violent J?
Let me make your pain be gone
I wanna
STAB, STAB, STAB,
It's like
Murdering be giving me a calm
I need ta
YEAH, YEAH, YEAH,
Let me make your pain be gone
I wanna
STAB, STAB, STAB,
It's like
Murdering be giving me a calm
I need ta YEAH, YEAH, YEAH
"It kills the pain... it's the only thing that kills the pain, I'm sorry"
I'm so sorry that I'm so stale... I'm so sorry I'm stale.

Man fuck that shit man
Fuck that, what
Man whats up with this bitch man
She better come suck my dick or somethin
Bitch
Who's goin next, I'm diein to see
Spin the bottle baby and give it to me
It's Pauly, baby Pauly, with nipple lickin love
Sportin cowboy boots and a florecent glove
I lasoe you up and then I jump on your back
I, I, I need's no saddle I just sit on my nutsack
Who's goin next, I'm dying to see
Spin the bottle baby and give it to me
It's stretch nuts up to bat and I'm betta get this hoe
Bottle still spinnin and my sack about to blow
Up in my pants chick stop the frontin
Lets skip the game, and get down to humpin
Who's goin next, I'm dying to see
Spin the bottle baby and give it to me
It's me Jamie Madrox, creater of dreams
I tap and touch and tickle til you melt like ice cream
I know you want my body, fat kids are so sexy
Take off all your clothes get over here and get next to me BIOTCH!
Who's goin next, I'm dying to see
Spin the bottle baby and give it to me
It's Violent J baby, the wizard of the streets
Sportin your panties just to show you I'm a freak
I slide in your bed for a cotton suprise
Got clown makeup smeared on your inner thighs
Man which, which, who the bottle pointin on?
What, what
Somebody better suck my dick in this motha fucka
I ain't playin no mo'
Who's goin next, I'm diein to see
Spin the bottle baby and give it to me
You can call me the plumber cuz I snake your drain
But butter milk love nugget that be the name
I swings to tha left cuz, I'm swift with my meat
And I tickle twist your nippy, nipples off, damn
Who's goin next, I'm diein to see
Spin the bottle baby and give it to me
Spin numba two wit my chances lookin good
Already hit ONE neden now I'm goin for her friend
It don't make a difference I really don't care
The size or the shape as long as she got neden hair
Who's goin next, I'm diein to see
Spin the bottle baby and give it to me
All I hear is bang, bang, bang, no I ain't trippin
Pink fun so wet that my wang is slippin
Quicker then I grabbed my eyes then she replied
I could get better traction if I get it from the side
Now baby, baby, bitch, bitch let me get some neden
Try'n ta leave this nut stain on your mamma bed
Who's goin next, I'm diein to see
Spin the bottle baby and give it to me
It's me again J, I would love to turn you out
But I think I pass cuz you shit is blew out
Just hold the shit together cuz somethin radio
Or maybe you can let me holla, up your booty hole
You gonna suck Violent J's dick, lick Shaggy's balls
Fuck Monoxide and you won't even touch my butt?
Bitch I'll choke yo ass, motha fucker
How many times the bottle gotta land on me?
I ain't gettin no lovin in this motha fucka
Hey look, touch my butt, touch my butt right now
Come on, I'ma pull it out, I'ma pull my butt out
You better touch my shit
Don't fuck with me girl, I know were you live
Touch my butt, touch my ass right now
Look, look it's alright, touch me, touch my ass
Girl you better touch my ass!
(who's goin next i'm dyin to see, spin the bottle baby and give it to me)

Check it out.
Another fuckin sampler, I won't even front
I'll fuckin tell you all about our shit simple and blunt
and if you take the time to listen as I run this down
maybe you might even dig our shit and understand a wicked clown
we forever underground cause up on the surface
they've always said we talent less pieces of shit and worthless
YET, as I'm wright'in this now
I glance over at the wall and I don't know how
but we got 2 platinum albums
and another 4 gold
and we never used Mtv we went up the back road
and built a fan base that's so behind the clown
that they'll tear your fuckin city in half to show they down
but see that's just it though, it aint a fan base
it's a family drawn together like we from outer space
I mean we call our selves juggalos I guess that explains it
that we relate because we been through the same kinds of pain
I mean ICP don't rap about the money we get
because half the juggalos so broke they be steelin our shit
and they don't wanna hear about us pushin up Benz
when the takin fuckin greyhounds just to get to gatherins
WE LIKES IT WICKED, WE KEEPS IT WICKED
we like cartoons, serials, slaughterers on a record
its how we adjust to the pressures of life
let our music do the killin for you, you'll be alright
and seriously aint you the least bit curious
what's up with this underground world we gettin furious
just like the sampler that your bumpin right now
this might be your callin to our carnival grounds
and tell me this mutha fucka truly how you livin
ever get the urge maybe do a little wig splittin
ever been the last kid picked for a team
ever had mutha fuckas come and shit on your dreams
do you have ideas and somethin to say
only aint nobody ever got their ears pointed your way
ever been fucked with for like this and that
and go home with crazy thoughts about cuttin they necks
you might find an escape in this band the world hates
cause we been gettin shit on homie we can relate
and aint nobody here datin any Hollywood stars
attendin VIP parties at high profile bars
but if we aint your cup of tea than just don't fuck with me
I respect the fuck out the fact that you stuck with me
and listened on as we tried to explain ourselves
CAUSE THE HATCHETS HUSTLIN FOR SOME RECORD SALES
we know that ICP is fuckin hated and doughted
but our new albums the bomb and i wouldnt lie about it
we call it the wraith and its the 6th jokers card
and the juggalo worlds been waitin long and hard
so we savin it all we wont play you a lick
thats why they got me on here rappin about the shit
but for 10 years this album has been in our focus
every thing from dog beats on through to dark lotus
and its finally dropin on Nov. 5
unless the fuckin record label fucks up the shit
plan is that's the day that the best we can do
will be put in the stores and delivered to u
or you can download the shit free most probably will
but the packaging and booklet it comes with it still
so if your lookin 4 the best way of copin it free
my advice is hit a record store and pluck the CD
get you the booklet, and get you the disk
and leave all the case with the cover and shit
and then buy somethin cheap like a Brittany Spears sticker
so they don't get suspicious when they see you at the register
1 way or the other I can promise you this
juggalo or not our fuckin records the shit
and I don't give a fuck what rolling stone ends up given
cause that's just some fuckin other idiots opinion
if he knows what's so dope he should make it himself
and quit fuckin judgin every fuckin body else
anyway all we tryin to say is that bomb ass L.P. is headed your way
a little somethin for the under dogs out there
we extended the depth to let you know that we here
and our carnival doors is always open to yours
and 4 everybody else we stand up and applause
for taken a little time to listen to me spin
on this here on this here free cd hatchet sampler shit
and for all the juggalos out there that didn't know the deal
we put together this hear for you to feel come on.

I gotta tell him, I gotta be a man and handle my business
I know he's gonna hate me, I gotta call'em
What up dawg, what you been up to
Oh yeah, well thats cool, check it out
Me and you, we been down for a while right
We been here and there, we been pretty tight
Somethin happened last night that you might get upset about
But hear me out, I didnt mean nothin by it,
Im gonna make this quick
I gave your momma this dick
I dunno how it happened
I just know my nuts and her itch was slappin'
I was over there mowin' the grass
And I could feel her eyes all up on my ass
And then i went inside to make a phone call
And there she was with a tittie hanging out her bra
One thing just led to another
Next thing you know I was but-fucking your mother
Please dont hate me
But I been fuckin your mother loose lately Please dont hate me
I never said I loved the hoe
Please dont hate me
But I been fuckin your mother loose lately Please dont hate me
You never should have trusted a juggalo
Dont hang up, I still got more
Your momma gives head like a herion whore
I wasnt thinking about you as my bud
When she spread my but cheeks and went for the milkdud
We broke out with your grandpa's gin
And got drunk, I fucked her with a bowling pin
She's freaky, her nipples look like peanuts
Your mommas one of my favorite sluts
She likes lickin from the back of my balls
To the tip of my dick with one big lick
She calls me her big teddy bear
I chase her around in my underwear
I admit I like spanking her but
I used your sock though to catch my nut
Dont worry, I put it back, I knew I better
Thats why your toes been stickin together
Please dont hate me
But I been fuckin your mother loose lately Please dont hate me
I never said I loved the hoe
Please dont hate me
But I been fuckin your mother loose lately Please dont hate me
You never should have trusted a juggalo
Maybe they call you a termihater
If this was a swamp youd be a allihater
You could use a could glass of haterade
Sure come up, bring the allihater
Your moms ass looks like oatmeal yo
Its bumpy and grainy, I like the feel though
And I aint trying to diss her either
Im only sayin I wish you would trim her beaver some
Every hair is like a foot long
Bitch looks like a werewolf wearing a thong sometimes
Its allright with me though
I dont mind as long as I can find the pee hole
And your dad so dumb he's knowing nuthin
Here I am stuffin her muffin
Not to mention the pickle buffin
And I hope me and you are still cool
Im spending the night so she can drive me to school tomorrow
And we plan on fuckin again, allright, Ill talk to you again
Peace EMINEM
(Jesus someone got fucked up nigga)
Please dont hate me
But I been fuckin your mother loose lately Please dont hate me
I never said I loved the hoe
Please dont hate me
But I been fuckin your mother loose lately Please dont hate me
Uou never should have trusted a juggalo Please dont hate me
But I been fuckin your mother loose lately Please dont hate me
I never said I loved the hoe
Please dont hate me
But I been fuckin your mother loose lately Please dont hate me
You never should have trusted a juggalo

I gotta tell him, I gotta be a man and handle my business
I know he's gonna hate me, I gotta call'em
what up dawg, what you been up to
Oh yeah, well that's cool, check it out
me and you, we been down for a while right
we been here and there, we been pretty tight
somethin happened last night that you might get upset about
but hear me out, I didnt mean nothin buy it, I'm gonna make this quick
I gave your momma this dick
I dunno how it happened
I just know my nuts and her itch was slappin
I was over there mowin' the grass
and I could feel her eyes all up on my ass
and then I went inside to make a phone call
and there she was with a tittie hanging out her bra
one thing just led to another
next thing you know I'm butt-fucking your mother
Please don't hate me
but I been fuckin your mother loose lately please don't hate me
I never said I loved the hoe
please don't hate me
but I been fuckin your mother loose lately please don't hate me
you never should have trusted a juggalo
Don't hang up, I still got more
your momma gives head like a heroin whore
I wasnt thinking about you as my bud
when she spread my but cheeks and went for the milkdud
we broke out with your grandpa's gin
and got drunk, I fucked her with a bowling pin
she's freaky, her nipples look like peanuts
your mommas one of my favorite sluts
she likes lickin from the back of my balls
to the tip of my dick with one big lick
she calls me her big teddy bear
I chase her around in my underwear
I admit I like spanking her but
I used your sock though to catch my nut
don't worry, I put it back, I knew I better
that's probably why your toes been stickin together
Please don't hate me
but I been fuckin your mother loose lately please don't hate me
I never said I loved the hoe
please don't hate me
but I been fuckin your mother loose lately please don't hate me
you never should have trusted a juggalo
maybe they call you a termihater
if this was a swamp youd be a allihater
you could use a cold glass of haterade
sure come up, bring the allihater
your moms ass looks like oatmeal yo
its bumpy and grainy, I like the feel though
and I aint trying to diss her either
I'm only sayin' that I wish you would trim her beaver some
every hair is like a foot long
bitch looks like a werewolf wearing a thong sometimes
its allright with me though
I don't mind as long as I can locate the b-hole
and your dad so dumb he's knowing nuthin
here I am stuffin her muffin
not to mention the pickle buffin
and I hope me and you are still cool
I'm spending the night so she can drive me to school tomorrow
and we plan on fuckin again, allright, i'll talk to you later
Peace EMINEM
(Jesus someone got fucked up nigga)
Please don't hate me
but I been fuckin your mother loose lately please don't hate me
I never said I loved the hoe
please don't hate me
but I been fuckin your mother loose lately please don't hate me
you never should have trusted a juggalo Please don't hate me
but I been fuckin your mother loose lately please don't hate me
I never said I loved the hoe
please don't hate me
but I been fuckin your mother loose lately please don't hate me

"Does this excite you? Think about it! Does it not stagger the
imagination? No builder on earth can concieve any structure to
compare to the mansions above. Won't that be something when you go
to live in your own mansion? There'll be no concern about paying for it,
it's already taken care of. There'll be no worry about being moved out
of it. It will be yours forever."
I got shot, ah!, the murder was heinous
The bullet went in my eyeball and out my anus
And I was hit, that was it, on the spot
Flash, I woke up in a parking lot
And I'm sittin in a '64 Reinkeys
With Shaggy Dope written on the car keys
I look around I can't believe that it's possible
I'm dead, and I made it to the carnival
I walk in, it's everything I dreamed of
Everybody and they momma got clown luv
Japanese, Lebanese, and Chinese,
Portuguese, and southwest ghetto g's. (woowoo)
Hangin' out with redneck truck drivers
Instead of always givin' each other piledrivers
I see my old homey, he died in a drag
Chillin with two bitches, "What up, Shaggs?"
And he passed me a blunt like a tree trunk
I tried to hit it, but couldn't even fuck with it
And to think, I always been afraid to die
But I ain't never goin back to wonder why.
We all gonna die, but I'm not gonna fry
Even though most never try
I'm not gonna let this pass me bye, no
I was born, first, they threw me in a shit pile
I dealt with it, and lived there for a while
I got dissed on, pissed on, and beat down
Mutilated, and tossed out a dead clown
Next thing ya know, I'm chillin' at the big top
Free money, and mad bitches non-stop
No water, it's Faygo on tap
I wash my hair, and my face, and my butt-crack with it
Cuz I can, cuz I'm phat paid
I got a five story funhouse with a maid
And she walks around with her titties hanging out
And when I cough, she come and dust my balls off (woowoo)
I'm headed up to the show, I'm gonna see
Jimi Hendrix, Selena, and Eazy E
Elvis tried to open up but got dissed off
We got pissed off, because he sounded like butt
There's no fights, it's a perfect match
Hillbillies in the crowd tryin' to cabbage patch
And to think, I've always been afraid to die
But I ain't never goin back to wonder why.
Did ya ever burn your finger on somethin? hey
Well picture this, your nuts burnin that way
And a roman candle stickin' in your butthole
That's where the greedy skank motherfuckers go
This is all hell now, we livin' in it
But this bullshit'll be over in a minute
Then it's off to the Faygos and neden hoes
New clothes, and patent leather for your toes (woo-woo)
And while you sit around cryin' for your dead friend
He's chillin' up there, paid, getting mad ends
He's probably there tryin to figure out why you're sad
He's on the beach gettin' fat, you got it bad
And for those who ain't down for the next man
Who rob from the poor, and snatch all ya can
And any chicken talkin' shit, lemme tell ya something
Hold a lighter to your balls, and you'll see what's coming
"Does this excite you? Think about it! Does it not stagger the
imagination? No builder on earth can concieve any structure to compare
to the mansions above. Won't that be something when you go to live
in your own mansion? There'll be no concern about paying for it,
it's already taken care of. There'll be no worry about being moved out

I Love my faygo, my nyquil pills, shaggy, I love my buddies, my hatchetman, but I love my axe
My axe iz my buddy, I bring him when I walk
me and my axe will leave your head outlined in chalk
My axe is my buddy, he always makes me laugh
me and my axe cut bigot spinal chords in half
My axe is my buddy, and when I wind him back
me and my axe will give your forehead a buttcrack
my axe is my buddy, I never leave without him
me and my axe will leave your neck a bloody fountain
everybody everybody everybody run
murdering murdering murdering fun
swing swing swing
chop chop chop
swing swing swing
chop chop chop
My axe is my buddy, we right the planet's wrongs
me and my axe leave bigots dead on richie lawns
My axe is my buddy, he never make me cry
me and my axe will leave a divot for your eye
My axe is my buddy, don't take him for a chump
me and my axe will leave you hoppin' on a stump
interlude: look into the deadest tree, tell me baby wut you see
don't you hear the branches cry, asking for the reasons why
did they hang so many men, from the branches off of them
why did humans make them play, with them in their evil way
look into the moon's beam, can't you fathom what it's seen
bodies dragging from a truck, driven by a bigot fuck
why you think the heavens cry, acid rain and blizzard skys
aint no covering the tracks, that's why I'm here and oh yes
My axe is my buddy, he'll thump into your head
me and my axe will make your white T-shirt all red
My axe is my buddy, you let that dixie wave
me and my axe will fuck your mother on your grave
My axe is my buddy, we both cry with the trees

Boys and girls everybody gather round all in together now
Love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
Must kill you, must kill you, must kill you, must kill you
Verse 1
I'm kinda fat and I sweat alot
but that's the only bad creepy things I got
That and maybe the whole murdering aspect
but we aint even really got to that yet
I love people I love everything about them
and that's why I gotta live life without them
Huh? I know this don't make any sense to you but fuck you
this songs about me exclusively
Murder, Murderous, Murderation
The murdering mentality without an explanation
I'm Mr. Happy and I ride a bike (Ching)
I aint gotta seat I just sit on the pipe thing
I whistle, I sing I'll pet your poodle
I'll twist and squeeze your neck like a wet noodle
Cuz I'm so happy I'll stab your ass
and lay down next to you dead in the grass and say
Oh, it feels so good everytime I murder I get happy
Chorus
Happy, happy, happiest
I'm happy, happy happiest
I'm happy, happy, happiest
I'm happy, happy, happiest
Murder, murder, murder you
I murder, murder, murder you
I murder, murder, murder you
I murder, murder, murder you
Verse 2
I love you so hand me your neck
let me teach you about love and respect
Respect the fact that I love to kill
wait a minute yall I gotta take my pill
(Zanoffs, it works, I'm down to only 3 people a day)
My victims, I give em love and care
I don't wanna get blood everywhere
I don't use a chainsaw or a butcher knife
that's so 90's, get it right
I never mutilate or chop my loves
all I really need is a pair of gloves
Or maybe a car I'll run em down with it
I know that can be messy but the birds will get it
Don't you see that I love you...idiots
I'm Mr. Happy and I'm all about fun
Now get in the pit and try to kill someone
Oh it feels so good everytime I murder I get happy
Chorus
Verse 3
My bike has a basket full of strawberries
I picked them myself along with apples and cherries
and lemons and oranges and boogers and limes
plus theres a faygo in there but that's mine
red flowers like after your dead
I'll plant seeds and grow em out the side of your head
I got flowers all over the back yard
In the form of a Joker's card
Uh oh
Feels good I'm like the choko of my neighborhood
I'm one of those midnight creeps at Denny's
talking to myself and licking my pennies
I got a french fry hanging out of my beard
Don't go near that guy, he's weird
You know I'm all good and everythings all right
When you hear this scream in the middle of the night, like this
Oh, it feels so good everytime I murder I get happy
Chorus 2 times

Yeah
(What's that)
Myzery(Word up)
Twiztid(Yeah)
And the Insane Clown Posse(Know what I'm sayin?)
Forming a 50 foot Voltron on your ass
Your worst nightmares couldn't fuck with this
Run that shit
I'm rollin with the Psychopathic
Make a move, and shit gets drastic
Leavin mutherfuckers in caskets
Or wrapped in Reynolds plastic
Cause we psychosomatic and schizophrenic lunatics
Holding my balls we know
Which engulfs the tip of my dick
We real sick bitch, run and tell a friend
Twiztid in at the beginning
Means of the beginning of the end
The world dealt me a healthy hand of pain and lies
And you can see the hate in my eyes it's no surprise
It ain't shit bitch believe that
Suckers claiming they paid
They can't even handle they weed tax
I leave tracks like a needle
You phony as the 5th Beetle
Fuck a B on a deedle
Rockin Toledo like a trooper, What?
Leaving your conscience in a stuper, What?
Fuck a Smith and Wesson I can grab the luger, What?
And right before I shoot ya
I snap your back like I was Lex Luger
Chronic weed abuser (Wooooo!)
As we capitalize and enterprise music scenes
Money motivated, goal, and a dream
Like Martin Luther King
Hesitaters pause while we crack their jaws
Swooping over they town like Super Balls (Woo Woo!)
I roll with Bones and it's on like that
Making suckers spasm so hard they lungs calapse
Twiztid's the sound
Something'that your worst nightmares couldn't fuck with
Prepare to duck bitch
Cause I'm runnin' with a meat cleaver
Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo!
And if you missed it the name is Twiztid
Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo!
Qui qua Myzery para isla
Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo!
Shaggs and J, Insane Clown Posse
Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo!
Psychopatchic
From the NY come Myzery the red eye and raging
Minority and JumpSteady plotting retaliation
Suffocating dirty cats, player hatin
Gats we packin
Skullys and army jackets
Headed out of psychopathic
I got a plan so stack the ammo in the trunk
The word is that down town we don't front
Spark the blunt, give em what they want
Psycho thugs, loaded slugs
Loco in la cabesa
Get away rides in ce pasa
Destination para mi caco pato
There without muchacho
Cock slowly the deracho
There go that long acho
My shit is jammed
For you planned
Body's wounded badly
Move quickly before they bag me
Being chased down this dark alley
I'm a wounded ass
Minority hollering I gaba
I pulled out my blade
And carved it in him like a mansana
Now back to the ride floor it corpses
No remorse's
Psychopathic and Spanish side we joining forces
Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo!
And if you missed it the name is Twiztid
Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo!
Qui qua Myzery para isla
Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo!
Shaggs and J, Insane Clown Posse
Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo!
Psychopatchic
Myzery(I smell gun powder)
Twiztid
And the loco Insane Clown Posse (I smell raisins)
Psychopathic Records
Para siempre!
I smell garlic my head hurts
Cause my brain is cursed by voodoo wizards
My skin turns blue and I start to shake
My tongue comes out like a snake
Ssssss
Zunga bunga hooly goo bo
That's my Ugandan voodoo flow
You don't know what it meant
Til the next day you wake up
With your dick in your homies butt
I might grab your face, twist your neck,
And then let it go (Brrrrraaah)
And then Shaggy climbs up my back
And we attack and hit ya like a 10 foot ninja(Ninja!)
I paint my face like a clown
Other times I paint it like Sting and come down
The rafters up at the mall and throw old folks to the ropes
And chop their throats (Woooo!)
But I ain't no wrestler
I'm a serial killa murderous molester
Naww, I'm just juggalin your balls a bit
It's J who's into that shit (Yeah, fuck you)
And if you wanna get lippy
I'll stretch your lips out and call you skippy (Hehe)
The bottom line is we twisted like Sam Kinison's back
After the car wreck
Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo!
And if you missed it the name is Twiztid
Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo!
Qui qua Myzery para isla
Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo!
Shaggs and J, Insane Clown Posse
Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo!
Psychopatchic
Psychopatchic
Psychopatchic
Psychopatchic
Psychopatchic

Ain't nobody jealous, everybody has they own
Nobody locked up, everybody, everybody is free to roam
Lookin' at scrubby with a hottie on his side
Lookin' at rich kids, poor kids,
Everybody together on the same side
And they down to ride
Lets go all the way
(Let's go all the way)
Let's go all the way
Let's go all the way
Ain't nobody left out, everybody gets to go
It can never be too crowded, come on, we still pickin' up some more
Don't nobody hate you, playa hate you,
There ain't no hate at all
Gotta million hands to catch you cause they'll catch you
And they never will let you fall
And we gotta worry all of ya'll
Lets go all the way
(Let's go all the way)
Let's go all the way
Let's go all the way
Never known sickness, no sickness, nobody has to die
Everything's answered, what didn't then, we'll never have to wonder why
Won't nobody rush you, no pressure, be as long as you wanna be
Can't you guess what this place is,
Your future make it a reality
all you have to do is follow me
Lets go all the way
(Let's go all the way)
Let's go all the way

Jump out of bed and I head for the grapenuts
Eat 'em quick or they soggy and that sucks
Trying to find a clean pair of socks and a shirt
Still sporting the same drawers even though they hurt
In the fridge, there's a Faygo, it tastes ill
Cuz it's flatter then a bitch on a big wheel
I got a few money back and a little change
So I'm heading to the store when the phone rings
"What up man, check it out, I know this bitch
She's got another friend with her and her dad's rich
If we find us a ride out to Wyandotte
Guaranteed, we can fuck 'em both on the spot"
Oh shit, let me call Bill Bill
I wanna go and let my nuts do the windmill
He ain't home, fuck, I'll call Mike Clark
Cuz I know he can get the fuckin Skylark
He said he can, but he's broke and it needs gas
But I wanna buy these Faygo, think fast
I know my brother Jump Steady's got a few bones
But that's going through his shit when he ain't home
"Nevermind J, Legs loned me a ten
No need to get punched in your head again
Tell Mike to scoop me up right away
And it's Faygo and neden hoes all day"
Fuck yeah, I throw my Pro Winds on my feet
Lock the house, and wait for 'em in the street
I wish I had a piece of gum or something fuck
My mouth still kind of tastes grapenuts
Here they come, nope, wasn't them
Seems like the same car's driving by again
It pulls up, "hey man, you're outta luck"
What, what ya say man

Boom shaka boom (Ha ha ha!)
Boom boom boom
Boom shaka boom (Ha ha ha!)
Boom boom boom
Lllllady's and gentlemen meet your guardian
Your keepers of morals...hahaha kindness
The path to Shangri-La is led by heeeee led by you, ooh
He is of your positivity
He is of your love
Meet one half of the juggling duo
That is your soul I'm talking about
Uhhh Jake Jeckel
Jack throw another, Jake catch one more
They'll try and catch all thats in store for you
How many souls will fall from the sky?
How many souls burned wondering why?
Jack throw another, Jake catch one more
They'll try and catch all thats in store for you
How many souls will fall from the sky?
How many souls burned wondering why?
Jack throw another, Jake catch one more (How many more...)
They'll try and catch all that's in store for you
How many souls will fall from the sky?
How many souls burned wondering why?
Jack throw another, Jake catch one more (How many more...)
They'll try and catch all thats in store for you
How many souls will fall from the sky?

This is the story of a murderer
A cold blooded killer, a ruthless, harmless, slaughterer
I didn't mean to kill him
Listen to me, wait
I was talkin to a fine asss date, ha ha ha
Phat titties, lookin like pow
and she's tellin me to come by right now
Oh shit, I jumped in the wagon, no more laggin, I'm taggin
This bitch, dead in the ping hole, make her lose control (mmmmmmmmm)
I showed up, I ring the ding dong
Grippin my wing wong, something's wrong
Who's this, not a bitch, but a dude
and he's tellin me to beat it; fuckin rude
It's jimmy, her man, a punk ass,
So I throw a left hook at him, splaaa,
then I came back with a right hook
POW, he fell to the ground
I didn't mean to kill him
WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO JIMMY, OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!
I didn't mean to kill him, kill him, baby
Didn't mean to kill him, kill the man baby
I didn't mean to kill him, kill him, baby
Didn't mean to kill him, kill the man baby
Oh fuck, he's chillin with a neck broke
25 to life, is no joke
Don't die bitch hang in there
I mean I really don't care, but come on
Move quick, I run to the hospital
Make sure ain't dead yet, shit
There he is, chillin with a neck brace
with a look on his face like ehhhhh
Come on Jimmy, it's me, your homey
I even poured a little brew in your IV
Don't die, oh you tryin to speak
Fuck you, your punches are weak, ehhh
So bitch, you wanna talk shit again
I jumped up wit a boot to the chin
Pull his plugs out, and start chokin
Ewwwwwwww his necks already broken
He swung, hit me wit a bed pan
I was just makin sure you ain't dead man
Fuck this, I grabbed a scalpel
and stick it down in his scalp, uhhhhhhhhhh
Calm down, he's dead now, FUCK
Here comes somebody, better duck
Gotta hide dead Jimmy quickly
or 25 to 50, I didn't mean to kill him
OHH MY GOD!!!! JIMMY, WHAT THE FUUUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I didn't mean to kill him, kill him, baby
Didn't mean to kill him, kill the man baby
I didn't mean to kill him, kill him, baby
Didn't mean to kill him, kill the man baby
Jumped out the window, and drug him home, jimmy's dead
and I'm finna get the bone
If they catch me, ah the death chair
I don't care
They'll never find him here
Jimmy can you get that
What the FUCK, he's dead, I'm whick whack
I'm neverous, scared and skitso, ha ha ha, wooo, ha, hello
Yeah, I still need to talk to stupid fuck nut
We're lookin for jimmy ballav
He's not here, uhh, wai wait yeah he is
This Jimmy, I'm alive, I'm not dead, I gotta go
Oh goody, they bought it, hah, they'll never know
I killed his bitch ass
Fuck it though. Jimmy's my room mate
He doesn't even eat much and that's straight
We just chill all day and watch video's
Call Domino's, and flick off his toes
make em land into a fish tank, what you think?
Let him sit, FUCK OFF, I didn't mean to kill him
OH MY GOD, YOU BASTARD!! YOU KILLED JIMMY!!!!!
I didn't mean to kill him, kill him, baby
Didn't mean to kill him, kill the man baby
I didn't mean to kill him, kill him, baby
Didn't mean to kill him, kill the man baby
This was the story of a murderer

How many times will I ask myself why, how many times?
How many times will I ask myself why, how many times will I cry? (2x)
How many times will you honk your horn and say fuck you?
Now what the fuck does that do?
Ya feel better now? I didn't let ya pass
How 'bout I stop my car, and beat your fuckin' ass?
How many times will my neighbor beat his wife?
Somewhere in that house there's a butcher knife
Fuckin' drunk, swingin' his fists about
Why don't she wait till he sleeps then take him out
How many times will I sit in a hot car?
Traffic jam, been sittin' for a fuckin' hour
Must be an accident, I hope nobody died
Finally get there, and the crash is on the other side
The gawkers roll and they creep slow
Hoping they can see a mangled body show
Some park, and stand there and watch it all
With their kids, they point, and fuckin stare (and just look)
I remember one time I was pulled over
Handcuffed, the cop was like, show's over
People watching, hoping that he shoots me
I just wanted to choke the fucking head
How many times will I ask myself why, how many times?
How many times will I ask myself why, how many times will I cry?
How many times will I wait in a line?
It's three-thirty, I fuckin' got here at nine
I'm finally up to the front, can't wait another minute
Why am I here? to pay a fucking parking ticket
The lady at the counter acts like a fuckin bitch
No smiles, no help, you're just a piece of shit
I'm gettin' pissed, calm down, fuck it, forget it
Back to my car, and there it is, another ticket
How many times will a crackhead smoke crack
And ask me for some money cuz he wants crack
Give him money, again, he's coming back
Walk away, and here's another, "Gimme some crack"
How many time will a kid give a dirty look?
A little punk-ass bitch tryin to be a crook
I wrote the book, I was out robbin' liquor stores
When you were just a nut stain in your momma's drawers
How many times will you steal my car stereo?
It don't even work, ya feel like a bitch, don't you?
I vacuum all the fuckin' glass off from my seat
I sit down, and got a piece stuck in my butt cheek
How many times did I walk in, and just sit?
And have to listen, and learn all this bullshit
Learnin' history and science, fuckin' wait
Knowin' that, will that put food on my plate?
Yeah, can I walk into McDonald's, up to the counter
And tell 'em you can make limestone from gunpowder
Will they give me a cheeseburger if I know that shit?
Fuck no, fuck you, and shut your fuckin' lip
How many times will a judge decide my fate?
Who is he? A bitch, nothing great
He takes shits, and fucks his old floppy wife
Plays with his balls and judges my life!
"And who the fuck is he?

(Violent J)
Let me ask you this about this life we live
And let me try to swerve some of this attention you give
To them distant ass relatives over in Ham dinner
If they really miss you so much
Why don't they just call a (Muthafucka)
If you wasn't blood, would you still have love?
Or infact does the blood make you think you have to love?
Look I probably love my family more then anybody here
But my homies are family too
Third cousins get outta here
Who was you with when you got tatoos?
Who was you tripping with when you did them mushrooms?
Who the fuck threw up all over your car?
And then felt worse then you about that shit in the morning? (Friends ya'll)
(Shaggy 2 Dope)
Who loaned ya money, homie?
Who owes ya cash?
Who taught you how to use a bong for the grass?
I don't know much but I gotta assume
When ya hit ya first neden, ya homies was in the other room
(Chorus)
We talkn' about HOMIES HOMIES!!! (Talkn' about those dogs of life!)
Our muthafucking HOMIES HOMIES!!! (We throwin' up Clown Love signs!)
Real juggalo HOMIES HOMIES!!! (Talk about those dogs of life!)
HOMIES HOMIES (Man that's my dogg)
(Violent J)
Have you ever had a job that you truly dispise?
Like I dunno maybe dishwashing or fuckin flipping fries
Then you got this boss who thinks he's the don mega
Cause he the head manager Cheap chili fry maker
All you could vision is ya'll beating him down
Your homies standing on his back while your kicking his head around
But responsibility is there, I can't lie tho
I would a been plucked his fucking eyeball out with a chicken bone
Crazy as fuck I'll rip your peircings off
And now my homies are holding me back so I don't look soft
(Shaggy 2 Dope)
When you snuck the car out who did you get?
And when you got colour, who you blame that shit?
Who you relax around and scratch yo balls?
Homies, were talking about like you and yours!
(Chorus)
We talkn' about HOMIES HOMIES!!! (Talkn' about the dogs of life!)
Our muthafucking HOMIES HOMIES!!! (We throwin' up Clown Love signs!)
Real juggalo HOMIES HOMIES!!! (Talk about those dogs of life!)
HOMIES HOMIES (Man that's my dogg)
If ya don't like me ya can Fuck Off!! (Got a bullet for every one)
If ya don't like me ya can Fuck Off!! (Got a bullet for every one)
(Jamie Madrox)
Me and my homies stay tight like a noose
And if you step to one of us you betta step to the whole crew
I never knew that I could depend
That I could have some friends that's down til the very end
Well that's my home boys, excuse me, my family
And when we conquer the world
We macking on the galaxy cause the skys the limit
And we ain't finished
And if my homies gonna ride ya know I'm with it
(Monoxide Child)
Puff it and pass it and I give it to my homies ya'll
Hit it and quit it and then I give it to my homies ya'll
I got the world around my finger with my homies ya'll
And everything is obsilete unless I hear my homies call
We worldwide, were homies across the planet
Sticking together like zippers on Michael Jackson's 'Beat It' jacket
They got my back like a tat for that, I love ya'll
Hanging till we old and grey like grandpa (Psychopathic)
(Chorus)
HOMIES HOMIES!!! (Talk about those dogs of life!)
My muthafucking HOMIES HOMIES!!! (Be throwing up Clown Love signs!)
We are juggalo HOMIES HOMIES!!! (Talk about those dogs of life!)
(Juggalo homies)HOMIES HOMIES (hey hey hey)
If ya don't like me ya can Fuck Off!! (Got a bullet for every one)
If ya don't like me ya can Fuck Off!! (Got a bullet for every one)
If ya don't like me ya can Fuck Off!! (Got a bullet for every one)
If ya don't like me ya can Fuck Off!! Fuck Off!!! Fuck Off!!!
(Anybody Killa going off)
My mothafukin HOMIES HOMIES!!! (Talk about those dogs of mine!)
We are juggalo HOMIES HOMIES!!! (Be throwing up Clown Love signs!)
(Juggalo homies) HOMIES HOMIES!!! (Talk about those dogs of mine!)
(Eastside, Westside!)HOMIES HOMIES
If ya don't like me ya can Fuck Off!! (Got a bullet for every one)
If ya don't like me ya can Fuck Off!! (Got a bullet for every one)
If ya don't like me ya can Fuck Off!! (Got a bullet for every one)
If ya don't like me ya can Fuck Off!! Fuck Off!!! Fuck Off!!!
(ICP and Twiztid giving props)

"Hey there, do you like excitement?" (yeah)
"Do you like suspense?" (uh huh)
"Do you like Nel Carter?" (no)
"Good cuz you won't find her here, this is the house of horrors
And for you it's absolutely free, step right in" (thanks)
"Say no more stupid ass, your face says enough"
Woboogawoo WAAA!! Welcome to the House of Horrors
Were you born in a barn, shut the fuckin door
You see, damn, cuz I'm about to scare you
Blubablubabluba, okay now I dare you
Close your eyes, open up your mouth, and count to ten
Don't wanna, huh, cuz you know my nuts are going in
I'm twisted, I'll cut your finger off, and stick in your butt
Awaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa and glue it shut
This is when I get crazy, lemme show you something
Brrrr! You know what that means, it don't mean nothin, haha
But it scared you cuz people don't be doing that shit
But me brrr! bitch brrr! I'm all about it (brrrr!!!)
Guess what I'm a serial killer, it's a bad habit
I killed Tony, Lucky Charms, the silly rabbit, UH!
Cut the lights, see that shit, I'm glowing
Alright, I'm done, turn em back, wait, where you going?
Welcome to the house of horrors
Comes from within me
Comes from within me, horrors, eh
"Honey, I'm not having a good time"
"I know. Come on, this must be the way out."
Hey, what the fuck, come here guys, grab a chair
Don't mind me drinkin' my beer in my underwear
Come on, let's play some cardback, I just got atari
"Hey keep it down in there Shaggs, what the hell?" sorry
Look at that shit, "what?", you almost got me grounded
I'm a have to take your forehead and pound it
I'll bend you over and tie you up to a pole
And stretch your nuts back and fling em up your butthole
I'm a phantom, listen to me, ahhhhh
That didn't do it? How about this? AHHHH!!!!
I'm so scary, they call me Joey Terrifying
Did you know that?, "yeah", no you didn't I was lying
"I represent Igors
I'm yelling in town
I'm coming out of southwest
WICKED CLOWNS!!!"
Bathroom? yeah, it's right there down the hall
Don't flush it though, I'll make dinner for you all
(mumbles) I'm possessed too
Wait a minute, eh, don't leave me yet, hey!
Welcome to the House of Horrors
"Honey?"
"What?"
"I'm scared"
"I know, sweety, come on"
Jump Steady, Nate the Mack, lemme tell you something
With Billy Bill and Rude Boy, what about em, nothing
They're my boys, I just had to give em props
And together we form the cyclops
Hahahahaha look at you, haha, you're a bitch
Should I let your ass go? hahahaha, no
I'll let your bitch out, but you get the bone
Run along sugar tits, he ain't coming home

Fuck
Fuck this shit
Fuck give it to me
If I only could only give to the world on fire,
Say fuck the world
FUCK THE WORLD!
If I only could I'd set the world on fire
Fuck them all
FUCK THEM ALL
Fuck you, fuck me, fuck us
Fuck Tom, fuck Mary, fuck Gus
Fuck Darius
Fuck the West coast
And fuck everybody on the East
Eat shit and die
Or fuck off at least
Fuck pre-schoolers
Fuck rulers
Kings and queens and gold jewlers
Fuck wine coolers
Fuck chickens, fuck ducks
Everybody in your crew sucks
Punk muthafucks
Fuck critics
Fuck your review
Even if you like me, FUCK YOU!
Fuck your Mom
Fuck your Mom's Momma
Fuck the Beastie Boys and the Daili Llama
Fuck the rain forest
Fuck a Forest Gump
You probably like it in the rump
Fuck a shoe pump
Fuck the real deal
And fuck all the fakes
Fuck all 52 states
And fuck you
If I only could I'd set the world on fire
Say fuck the world
FUCK THE WORLD!
If I only could I'd set the world on fire
Fuck 'em all
FUCK 'EM ALL
If I only could I'd set the world on fire
Say fuck the world
FUCK THE WORLD!
If I only could I'd set the world on fire
Fuck them all
FUCK THEM ALL
Fuck Oprah
Fuck Opera
Fuck a soap opera
Fuck a pop locker
And a cock blocker
Fuck your girlfriend
I probably did her already
Fuck Kyle and his brother Tom Petty
Jump Steady, my homey fuck him what are ya gonna do?
Fuck that bitch, fuck you
Yeah well fuck you, too
Don't bother to analyze these rhymes
In this song I say FUCK 93 times
Fuck the president
Fuck your welfare
Fuck your government, and fuck Fred Bear
Fuck Nugent, like anybody gives a fuck
You like to hunt a lot, SO FUCKING WHAT!
Fuck disco
Count or Monty Crisco
Fuck Sisqo, and Jack and Jerry Brisco
And fuck everyone that went down with the Titanic, in a panic
I'm like, FUCK YOU ALL!!!!
If I only could I'd set the world on fire
Say fuck the world
FUCK THE WORLD!
If I only could I'd set the world on fire
Fuck 'em all
FUCK 'EM ALL
If I only could I'd set the world on fire
Say fuck the world
FUCK THE WORLD!
If I only could I'd set the world on fire
Fuck them all
FUCK THEM ALL
Fuck Celine Dion, and fuck Dionne Warwick
You both make me sick, suck my dick
Fuck the Berlin wall, both sides of it
And fuck Lyle Lovett, whoever the fuck that is
Fuck everybody in the hemisphere
Fuck them across the world
And fuck them right here
You know the guy that operates the Rouge River draw bridge
In Del Ray on Jefferson?
FUCK HIM!
Fuck your idea
Fuck your gonarrhea
Fuck your diarrhea
Rocky Maivia
Fuck your wife, your homey did
He's fucking you
Fuck the police, and the 5- 0 too
Fuck Spin, Rolling Stone, and fuck Vibe
Fuck everybody inside
Whoever's on the cover, fuck his mother
Fuck your little brothers homey from around the way
And fuck Violent J
*Gun*Shot*

I paint my face every year all day
the 31st aint nothin to me, another holiday
all of a sudden face paintin's in style
And I've been doin ever since Gilligan's Island was on
but try to live all year though
try pickin up a chick when your painted up like a wierdo
im 68 years old I still trick or treat
you think I care? shit I'm trying to find somethin to eat
and tell your old ladies to keep your pennys
if it aint above a quarter, don't even bother
im sick of these little kids to I know you did it
put a brick in your bag and hit me in the head with it
and then they take my candy and diss
"look what I got from the fat guy painted like kiss!"
all year I'm a psycho uh huh I see
but every halloween, you wanna be me!
theyyyyyyyyy
every halloween
they want to be meee
theyyyyyyyyy
every halloween
they want to be meee
a gorila, a buffer fish and a bag lady
all made love and had a little baby
and supposedly I'm the one
but at this point thats only purely speculation
on halloween people smile at me
the rest of the year, they dial the police
they kick me off there lawn and shoot me off there cars
but on halloween there giving me candy bars
trick or treat it's 5:30 in the morning
im still out..im standing on your lawn
and I'm lookin through your window
*tap tap* I see a gummy bear on the table, ya gonna eat that?
my paint don't come off, and if it did
you think I'm scary now, shiiit
I look like frankenstein thats been slaped with ugly
yet children hug me on halloween
theyyyyyyyyy
every halloween
they want to be meee
theyyyyyyyyy
every halloween
they want to be meee
3 6 4 people hate my guts
on halloween though, they wanna ride my nuts
they dress up as monsters, freaks, and clowns
and pass jelly bears, goobers, and suckers around
they next day when I try to trick or treat
it's get off the porch or i'll call the cops you freak
I don't understand you people but that's ok
i'll see you all next time you try to be Violent J
theyyyyyyyyy
every halloween
they want to be meee
theyyyyyyyyy
every halloween
they want to be meee
theyyyyyyyyy
every halloween
they want to be meee
theyyyyyyyyy
every halloween
they want to be meee
(well I don't care)
(well I don't care)
(well I don't care)

I've lived one hell of a life
If youre to take it tonight.
I've lived the life of a king.
But so much to darken my life.
Looking 360 Degrees
200,000 diseased
How can I lay back and chill
so many down on their Knees
But then again who am I
I'm just some typical guy
I ain't no fuckin hero
I've just been wondering why
I've seen some children crossing the bridge
What kind of life did they get to live
What kind of choice do they get to make
What if it was a childs mistake
I never question the book
but lets say I live by the book
I'd never eat meat on Tuesdays
How much bigger would my wings look
I try to pray everyday
but sometimes get lost on the way
I've seen the holiest spirit
so much to mislead the way
I've gave the visions I got
I've been told I'm gonna rot
Inside the devils intestines
I'm still here holding my spot
I've just been wondering why
I've just been wondering why
I've seen some children crossing the bridge
what kind of life did they get to live
what kind of choice do they get to make
what if it was a childs mistake
come on and open up your door
What if it's a purgatory door?
come on and open up your door
What if it's a purgatory door?
I've seen some children crossing thy bridge
what kind of life did they get to live
what kind of choice do they get to make
what if it was a childs mistake
I've seen some children crossing thy bridge
what kind of life did they get to live
what kind of choice do they get to make

(Intro)
Go step to them bitches over there
[Anybody Killa:] Fuck that, you go step to them bitches.
[Syn:] ......For what?
[Violent J:] Man, look out y'all
[Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope:]
Wibble wabble bumble boo, i'm Violent J nice to meet you,
hop and jump thy cherry pump, (cherry syrup on ice cream) yum.
What you say i buy you some, what's your name bitch, where you from?
You know me but don't be scared, (bloody hands are weird)
i know, don't front girl you like us thugs, very scary, carney, scrubs,
you don't want no richie faggot, (i think of shaggy when he tag it)
That's all good i'll hook you up Send your shit, i'll look you up,
you met J though he goes first/ Yea cause that's just how it works slut
I can put aside my axe, give your butt a couple smacks,
once you let me all up in, your lucky if we'll meet again.
[Zug Izland Chorus:]
I don't wanna lemon ben and jerry, baby
Don't you wanna
I don't wanna tropicana dairy baby
Don't you wanna
I don't wanna coconut flurry baby
Don't you wanna mix?
[Juggalos:]
Cotton Candy and.....
[Juggalettes:]
Popsicles!
[Shaggy 2 Dope and Violent J:]
You from Dallas,Texas right? You must be girl, you look tight,
plus you rock a grip of ass,(thank you shaggy sweetness),
thank you nothin' let me hit it, truffle shuffle, waffle biscuit,
whatever that was we ate cost me like $13.58,
(sugar bear, i'm worth all that) shit, bitch i'll smack you call me that,(what?)
call me shaggy southwest thug, juggalo isle of zug
Do him what you did to me, with your tongue ring and your teeth,
(only when in private) you think i wanna see his dick? peace!
Put your candy down, let me show your tongue around,
here's my popsicle and balls, get on your knees and go for yours.
[Zug Izland Chorus:]
I don't wanna watermelon cherry baby
Don't you wanna
I don't wanna tropicana berry baby
Don't you wanna
I don't wanna blue banana sherry baby
Don't you wanna mix?
[Juggalos:]
Cotton Candy and.....
[Juggalettes:]
Popsickles!?
I don't wanna lemon ben and jerry, baby
Don't you wanna
I don't wanna tropicana dairy baby
Don't you wanna
I don't wanna coconut flurry baby
Don't you wanna mix?
[Juggalos:]
Cotton Candy and.....
[Juggalettes:]
Popsickles!
[DJ Shaggy 2 Dope puttin' it down juggalo mix style:]
Southwest Side bitch! bader than bad
Cause i'm from motown
Bader than bad
Cuz i'm from motown
Cause i'm from motown
Southwest Side bitch!
Give it to 'em, give it to 'em, yeah.
Time to get busy in this mother fucker... [Chorus repeats]

You learn fast
I'm no cherry honey
It's just that you're so damn big
Well you should have known, you fucking nympho bitch.
Please be gentle, ooh you bastard, ohh you prick!
I need a bitch, a special bitch,
I need a bitch who pussy poppin booty switch
I need a bitch, fellatio, on the freeway with my pedal to the floor
I need a bitch, like cherry pie, I need a bitch like Bushwig Bill needs an eye
I need a bitch, a alcoholic, I need a bitch puking bend over my toilet
A bitchy bitch, bitch about nothing, I need a bitch to jizm in her belly-button
I need a bitch, a prostitute, she fucks my homies, and we can split the loot
I need my cherry pie
Baby, I want you, baby, I want my cherry pie,
Baby, I want you, baby, I need my cherry pie,
Baby, I want you, baby, give me my cherry pie,
Baby, I want you, baby my cherry cherry pie,
I need a bitch, what kind of bitch?
A bitch fresh out the pan, fresh out the pan
I need a bitch like Harlem Williams needs a chin (uh oh)
I need a bitch, a mental case
She catch me cheating, shoot us both in the face (bang bang)
I need a hoe who can use me for my money (ching ching)
I need a bitch like like Chris Candedo's baby Sunny (whoo whoo)
I need a freak,(need a freak) like cherry pie (like cherry pie)
Like cookie cream, lemon ch-ch cherry pie
I need a woman to let me hit it
In the bushes raw at the herpe clinic (whut?)
I need a bitch, (need a bitch) who like to fight (who like to fight)
And get her nose ring ripped out like everynight (oww bitch!)
I need my cherry pie
Baby, I want you, baby, I want my cherry pie,
Baby, I want you, baby, I need my cherry pie,
Baby, I want you, baby, give me my cherry pie,
Baby, I want you, baby my cherry cherry pie,
I need a bitch in a cheap hotel
So I don't know which one to blame for the smell
I need a bitch, that doesn't care,
She likes to finger fuck her booty in the mirror
My cherry pie, my cherry pie
My cherry pie, my cherry pie
My cherry pie with lovin jello cherry pie, ch-cherry pie
I need a bitch who can runa
A bitch who suck on dick like Eminem's moma
I need a bitch, (bitch) I need a slut (slut)
I need a bitch who like banana's in her butt
I need a bitch, (I need a bitch)
Now more than ever (now more than ever)
I need a bitch who gots a head that I can sever
I need my cherry pie
Baby, I want you, baby, I want my cherry pie,
Baby, I want you, baby, I need my cherry pie,
Baby, I want you, baby, give me my cherry pie,
Baby, I want you, baby my cherry cherry pie,
For a cocksmen, you rate for the best
Ha, coming from you, that's a hell of a compliment right now
I hate to see you go.
Who's leaving?
You dumb bitch
Baby, I want you, baby, I want my cherry pie,
Baby, I want you, baby, I need my cherry pie,
Baby, I want you, baby, give me my cherry pie,
Baby, I want you, baby my cherry cherry pie,
Baby, I want you, baby, I want my cherry pie,
Baby, I want you, baby, I need my cherry pie,
Baby, I want you, baby, give me my cherry pie,
Baby, I want you, baby my cherry cherry pie

Story time, bitch!
All across the East Side
What? I represent Delray!
Delray!
South West Side!
This Gypsy aunt of mine
You're the lucky one
She died and left behind
An ancient piece of time
I didn't know what it was
You're the lucky one
Knuckle deep in dust
Edges played with rust
I started to get pissed
You're the lucky one
This lamp is all I get
A worthless piece of shit
But once I rubbed it clean
You're the lucky one
A genie popped on the scene
Brought true my every dream
I was like
BLAAAM! Free hoes
BLAAAM! Nyquil
BLAAAM! Faygo
Anything I want
I was like
BLAAAM! Sharp axe
BLAAAM! Good weed
BLAAAM! Hot tracks
Everything I need
Now I'm in a fizzle
You're the lucky wizzle
Hotties on the wizzle
Still a juggalizzle
I drive a platinum car
You're the lucky one
It has a tennis court and a bar
You know who I are
Money out the ass
You're the lucky one
I'm wishing while it last
Genie's moving fast
I want my
BLAAAM! Free bank
BLAAAM! Necks cut
BLAAAM! My shank
Anything I want
I want my
BLAAAM! Hot wings
BLAAAM! Good weed
BLAAAM! Big thangs
Everything I need
Now I am a king
You're the lucky one
I have everything
Nothing's challenging
Nothing makes me proud
You're the lucky one
I stand out in the crowd
While others beg out loud
I remember when
You're the lucky one
Money was so thin
But dreams were all up in
Looking at my lamp
You're the lucky one
Would I give it all back?
Shit, fool, give me that
I'll be like
BLAAAM! Bitch slaps
BLAAAM! Cheap wine
BLAAAM! Dub H (waffle house)
Anything I want
I'll be like
BLAAAM! Half pipe
BLAAAM! Good weed
BLAAAM! Moonlight
Everything I need
I'll be like
BLAAAM! Free hoes
BLAAAM! Nyquil
BLAAAM! Faygo
Anything I want
I'll be like
BLAAAM! Sharp axe
BLAAAM! Good weed
BLAAAM! Hot tracks
Everything I need
BLAAAM!
The moral of the story is
BLAAAM!
Those who never had shit
BLAAAM!
And then get shit
WHAT?
Need to get shit
BLAAAM!
So if you got shit
BLAAAM!
Or you need shit
BLAAAM!
Get some shit
GO GET YOUR SHIT
Fuck this shit

Just a minute ladies and gentlemen. I think something is happening. The planet earth is third outermost planet of nine planets orbiting a single sun.
A long time ago in a far away galaxy, alien dope fiends ran out of weed. They built a ship with a cannabis radar, before they left they pulled troops with Darth Vader. We told them of a planet where the dank shit grows and hydroponics is a science that everyone knows, so they set out on a mission to a planet called earth on a neverending quest to get their herbs. We're on a neverending quest to get high. We're on a neverending quest to get high. It's a weed war and somebody's gonna die.

"This is a Channel 7 news breif because the news is happening now."
"Hello, Morque Perkins reporting. Our top story tonight, police and
investigators are still trying to figure out how and why somebody
stole 4 dead bodies from the Wayne County morgue late Monday night.
Police say, the apparent body theif entered through the basement
window, but how he alluded the security and alarm system is still a
mystery. But what we at Channel 7 are wondering, what kind of sick
fuck would steal 4 dead bodies anyway? Details at 11."
Dead bodies, dead bodies all over the street
Fifty-five, sixty-five bodies at least
I hang with the stiffs till the break of dawn
I'm always finding bodies when I'm mowing the lawn
Drag em in the house, throw em in the oven
Wicked clown lovin that dead body gloven
Tastes like chicken finger lickin deep fried
I ate a dead body, but don't tell, I lied
I just ate my first dead body last week
Still gots the finger nail caught in my teeth
Before you start yelling and cursing my name
Remember something's wrong with my brain, insane
Second I was born, doctor threw me 'gainst the wall
Kicked open the door and he whipped me down the hall
I'm sliding and I'm bouncing off shit like a hockey puck
And my mother's like "What the fuck?!"
He said I was born of an alien race
Born with a hatchet and a juggalo face
But I'm not a martian, you wouldn't understand
I'm just the dead body man
"We got bodies, dead bodies
We got fat ones, skinny ones
Males, females, hermaphrodites
We got somebodies, we got nobodies
Bodies, bodies, bodies, woo!"
Dead bodies, dead bodies in the back of my van
All the little kiddies love the dead body man
I drive through my neighborhood ringing my bell
Some people run cuz they don't like the smell
Others line up just as quick as they can
To try and catch a glimpse of the dead body man
It's all good, if you can stand the funk, but ah
Just don't look in the trunk
I drive down Central kickin the bass
Chillin with my freaks and I'm picked her face
Maggots and bugs like to crawl on her head
Cuz my bitch is dead, I'd rather that instead
Than a ho you can't trust, always diggin a nut
A dead body bitch learns to keep her mouth shut
Riding in the back is my dead body crew
Only they can never think of nothing to do
If you think I'm sick take a look at yourself
You got dead deer heads up on your shelf
On your key chain is a little baby rabbit's hand
I'm just the dead body man
"We also collect dead bodies
So, if you know any dead people
Or you yourself are planning on dying soon
We'll be happy to come to your house
And pay cash for it
We appreciate good healthy stiff
For our dinner
Woohoo!"
Call me the dead body man (some one give em to me)
Call me the dead body man (just sell em to me)
Call me the dead body man (you can mail em to me)
Call me the dead body man (br-bring em to me)
Call me the dead body man (won't ya give em to me)
Call me the dead body man (just sell em to me)
Call me the dead body man (just mail em to me)
Call me the dead body man (br-bring em to me)
Call me the dead body man (you can give em to me)
Call me the dead body man (you can sell em to me)
Call me the dead body man (won't ya mail em to me)
Call me the dead body man (you can bring em to me)

Let's meet contestant number one
He's a schizophrenic, serial killer clown
Who says, woman love his sexy smile
Let's find out if his charm will work on Sharon
Sharon, what's your question?
Contestant number one,
I believe first impressions last forever
So let's say you were to come over to my parent's house
And have dinner with me and my family
Tell me what you would do to make
That first impression really stick
CONTESTANT NUMBER 1
Let's see hmmm, well, I'd have to think about it
I might show up in a tux, HA!, but I doubt it
I'd probably just show up naked like I always do
And look your momma in the eye and tell her, FUCK YOU!!!
Hurry up bitch, I'm hungry, I smell spaghetti
I'd pinch her lupy ass and tell her, Get the food ready!
Your dad'll start tripping and get me pissed
I'd have to walk up and bust him in his fucking lips!
It's dinner time, we hearing grace from your mother
I pull a forty out and pour some for your little brother
I'm steady staring at your sister, I'll tell you this
For only 13, she got some big tits
After that, your dad will probably jump again
But only this time, I'd put the forty to his chin
After your mom does the dishes and the silverware
I'd dry-fuck her till I nut in my underwear
Now, let's meet contestant number two
He's a psychopathic, deranged, crackhead freak
Who works for the Dark Carnival
He says women call him stretch nuts
Sharon, let's hear your question
I like a man who's not afraid to show his true emotions
A man who expresses himself in his own special way
Number two, if you fell in love with me
Exactly how would you let me know?
CONTESTANT NUMBER 2
First thing, I could never love you
You sound like a richie-bitch, yo, FUCK YOU!!!
But if I did, I'd probably show you that I care
By taking all these other mother fuckers outta here
I'd go through your phone book, and whack em all
And find contestant number one and break his fucking jaw
WHAT?!
Anyone who looked at you, would have to pay
I'd be blowing fucking nuggets off all day
I'd grab your titties and stretch em down past your waist
Let em go, and watch em both spring up in your face
I'd sing love songs to you, the best I can
Get you naked, and hit it like a CAVEMAN!!!
When we go to the beach and walk through the sand
I throw a little in your face and say, I'm just playin
As you spit it all out, I'd rub your back
And grab your underwear and wedge it up your ass crack!!
Well it sounds like contestant number two
Is just over-flowing with sensitivity, Sharon
It's a tough choice so far
Sharon, let's have your last question and
See which one is going to win the rights to your neden
Okay, if we were at a dance club, and you both noticed me at the
same time. Tell me, how would you each get my attention, and what would
your pick up line be? Well, whoever's the smoothest wins!
CONTESTANT NUMBER 2
Okay, first I'd slide up to the bar
And tell you that I can't believe how fucking fat you are
I'd tell that I like the way you make your titties shake
And if you lost a little weight, you'd look like Rikki Lake!
CONTESTANT NUMBER 1
Fuck that, you'd be jacking me quick
I'd order you a drink and stir it with my dick
And then to get your attention in the crowded place
I'd simply walk up and stick my nuts in your face
Yeah, freak with your nuts, yo, that'll get her
Tell her that's she fat, yeah, that'll work even better
Look, fuck you, I got a strong rap
CONTESTANT NUMBER !
Shit, you don't want contestant number two
He's mad-wack
I walk into a barn and there he was
Standing up on a bucket, eww, trying to fuck it
It was a big fucking smelly, ass farm llama
Damn dawg! how you gonna diss your momma?!

"Serial slaughtering stranglers
Jugging Juggling juggalos
Folded, fat, floppy-tittied freaks
I C fuckin P's in the haugh"
Abracadabra boom shacka dae
I'm Violent J, and I'm back like a vertebrae
And I come with a hat full of tricks
Trunk full of Faygo, car full of fat chicks
Hahahahahahahaha, fuck you
Wicked clowns, we'd like to say what up to
The Cobra's, X-men, and Counts, and everybody with clown luv
Even sets I've never heard of
Roll into town, and out with the big top
Four cards down, and two more still to drop
And when it does, I pack up and hit the road
Cuz I don't wanna see your head explode
Toss me an axe, and I'll toss you a dead chicken
Add a buck, you get a two-liter with em
And when the genie says on with the show
It's hokus pokus jokers, Great Milenko.
Once again, the psychotic carnival creatures in the haugh
Hokus pokus, joker's ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride
Southwest slithering snakes of darkness come
Hokus pokus, joker's ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride
Shazam BAM, shocka locka lokey
Shaggy the clown back like scoliosis
Call me a psycho-skitso freak
And I'll call you by your name (dick-anus)
Cuz I can give two shits and a fuck
I bounce down Verner in a popcorn clown truck
I'm a circus ninja southwest voodoo wizard.
I grab your gizzard
Jump on the carpet, let's take a spin
Everybody's waitin for the show to begin
Up to the top, by the neck, and let you go
Try to land in a glass of Faygo
Uh, you suck, you missed the fuckin glass
Broken neck, and busted your fuckin ass
But the genie says on with the show
Hokus Pokus Jokers, Great Milenko.
What awaits you after death, rub the lamp and explore
Hokus pokus, joker's ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride
Enter Milenko's Fun House, walk right through the wretched hall
Hokus pokus, joker's ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride
"Fuck em all, fuck em all
Clown dawg, freak dawg
Joker dawg, Milenko dawg"
Fidgets of joker's cards blasting in your mother's face
Hokus pokus, joker's ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride
Rude Boy and Chucky down wit the clown
First time we ever went to Mexican Town
I remember, we couldn't pay the bill, they got hot
And beat us down in the fuckin parking lot
Tall Jess, Jump Steady, and Nate the Mack
Tagged ICP by the train tracks
And it was on, the dawn of a new day
Magical carpets screaming down the freeway
Walked in a gypsy's tent with a food stamp
And walked out with a magical lamp, yeah
I met Milenko, he gave me 3 wishes
That night, I fucked 3 fat bitches
Then get the fuck with it, forget it
I'll rip your face off, and wipe my ass with it
When the genie says on with the show
Hokus pokus, jokers, Great Milenko
Climb aboard our magic train and join us inside
Hokus pokus, joker's ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride
Fifty-two villians, hammered town, the show must go on
Hokus pokus, joker's ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride
Giant ladies, bearded ladies, midget ladies, ladies!
Hokus pokus, joker's ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride
Clouds of darkness and underneath them comes the clown
Hokus pokus, joker's ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride

Guess whos comin to your big town
Jugglin Juggalas Jugglin Juggalas
Guess whos comin to your big town
Jugglin Juggalas Jugglin Juggalas
Guess whos comin to your big town
Jugglin Juggalas Jugglin Juggalas
Guess whos comin to your big town
Jugglin Juggalas Jugglin Juggalas
Welcome ladies and gentleman into the demented minds of the Insane Clown Posse
Thank you for joining us for yet another of the many of the amazing exhibits and rides we have to offer you here at the dreaded Dark Carnival
Our story takes place in your city, the characters portray are you and your loved onesso sit back and enjoy our presentation
And remember whats is only our fantasy will one day become your reality and thats our promise to you from all of us here at the world famous Dark Carnival
Guess whos comin to your big town
Jugglin Juggalas Jugglin Juggalas
Guess whos comin to your big town
Jugglin Juggalas Jugglin Juggalas
Guess whos comin to your big town
Jugglin Juggalas Jugglin Juggalas
Guess whos comin to your big town

Crystal Ball
Insane Clown Posse, Twiztid, Dark Lotus Family, Its Our World
Lookin my crystal ball it's alright
Welcome, my curious sisters and brothers
first, put a twenty in the jar with the others
(that's right take a seat)
ain't no smokin in here, I need to keep my ball clear
there spirits in there
(what's your future, someone gonna shoot ya)
will you get your girlfriend back, as if I know that
I can only tell you where your soul is headed
and will remain eternally embedded, the rest forget it
life is nothin but a test to clear
did you have a heart while you where here
and was it sincere?
Your still unravelling your future right now
what kinda person are ya bro, oh, where there you go
you control your own muthafuckin' destiny
I aint lettin' the devil get the best of me
(I'm gonna make it into Shangri-La) golden walls
what's up with you check your own crystal balls
Lookin my crystal ball its allright
Layback, evolve, and I'll be alright
lookin in my crystal ball I'm seein' thugs
both catchin' and firein' slugs
(paper for drugs) I see a man waiting on block cheese in my lawn
(its the same old song)
but when I look into everybody's faces
(smile) there soul is headed other places
and they ain't worried about payin them dues down here
(because they mothafuckin future is crystal clear)
the focus switches to you and it ain't good
all mad cause someone rolls up into the neighborhood
check your self and the judgement was passed, yo, you be in hell
(right up the ass-hole) it will get ya if ya let it
pack your speedo's I hear its hot where you headed
I'm trying to tell ya now (when the grim reaper calls)
you don't wanna be asked out grippin' your crystal balls
Lookin my crystal ball its alright [x3]
Lay back, evolve, and Ill be alright
look into my crystal ball its all black
and everybody's frozen in time front to back
their controlled by the matrix of mind, body and soul
and I'm branded by the system of carnival freekshow
I see the fame analyse cause nothin is the skies
its the same as seein the death in the demons eyes
I'm high in my sites, from the truth of my crystal ball
believe me when I say we comin for all of ya'll
look deep into my crystal ball
see the dead smokin on trees and drinking alcohol
underneath the street beneath the concrete
if you listen to the night you can hear my heart beat
all painted up buried in a axe and shit
juggalo love got each others backs and shit
encased in glass for the whole world to see
am I inside, or is the crystal ball inside of me
Lookin my crystal ball its alright x8
Layback, evolve, and Ill be alright
[fades out]
rain comes down (Lookin my crystal ball its alright)
[repeats until song ends]

I choke....nope, nah, hold up.
Aight, listen....Fucking go!!
I stab you with an umbrella, and then open it!
(Nooo!!)
Cause I'm sick like a diseased Etheopian!!
(That shit's wack...aight, fuck that....aight, hold up....aight, c'mon....WAIT A SECOND!! LISTEN!!)
I'll peel your cap back with a cannonball
I buck them all
Fuck them all
(Yeah!)
We standing tall
(Whooooo!!)
Three 6 Mafia!! (Yes!! Yes!!) Insane Clown Posse and
Twiztid... (Noooo!!)
We used to--we used to--
We used to rob for them petty thangs
Like a gold chain
Or a mothafucking pinky ring
Now it's gold cane
If you see me on the dope train
I'm the dope man
Cigarettes in my right hand
Ready to make a stand
Old folks scared of eye gain
Out the window pane
They be looking with a migraine
While I catch a drain
And you know it's a fucking shame
When you in this game
Trying to sell to a sprung lane
I control your brain
To my niggaz, bust glocks, fuck wit' us, bitch see
It's the buckest of the four, bust a trick, make em' bleed
Through his neck, through his back, nigga, cover them hoes
Ain't nuttin' else gon' be workin' when you twirkin' wit' some pros
Automatic with the carrier
Silence on the barrier
Hang them in the closet, kidnap the treasurer
Bandanas on our face from wilding out like some cowboys
Hoe, we need the keys and I'm talking like, now boy!
We be just another crazy clique, doing whatever to get us by
When we pumped up, you out of luck, bitch, I ain't gon' lie
Put your guards up, show them who really running the streets with them Calicos
I'm causing shit with ya, can't come close
We be just another crazy clique, doing whatever to get us by
When we pumped up, you out of luck, bitch, I ain't gonna lie
Put your guards up, show em' who really runnin' the streets with them Calicos
I'm causing shit with ya, can't come close
We the clique that don't play
Quick to rip your head off and hand it to Violent J
And bury it away
I'm on the spree
Killing for free
Without a conscience
Bitches, we on a mission to bomb shit
Twiztid, ICP, with the Triple Six clique
Hoes that pop lip
Can eat a dick
Or get your neck slit
I'm having these memory lapses
Of bodies off in the caskets
With no heads
Monoxide, ruler of the dead
We 50-deep on the lawn
With the Psychopathic leathers on
You say it's on
So come bring it on
We getting crunk at your funerals
Treat us like we criminals
We juggalo individuals
We just another crazy clique
ICP, Twiztid, Triple Six
All up in this bitch
And we running shit
We doing driveby's on all y'all with chainsaws
Pure uncut, redefining rugged and raw
We be just another crazy clique, doing whatever to get us by
When we pumped up, you out of luck, bitch, I ain't gonna lie
Put your guards up, show them who really running the streets with them Calicos
I'll causing shit with ya, can't come close
We be just another crazy clique, doing whatever to get us by
When we pumped up, you out of luck, bitch, I ain't gonna lie
Put your guards up, show them who really running the streets with them Calicos
I'll causing shit with ya, can't come close
Just another crazy clique to fuck around and bury ya
Taking care of ya
We scarier
Than malaria
I walk around your neighborhood like Frankenstein
Choking anybody I find
I'm taking mine
You mothafuckas can't get near it
Cause you fear it
Look at my glass eye, I'm sick like Lou Gerigh
I dunno judo, but I go KEE-YA!!!
Fuck you up so bad, a wheelchair couldn't see ya
Listen....(slllllooooppppp!!)
Ya hear that, slut?
That was me...pulling this dick out ya butt
I'm a juggalo serial killa, steady screaming, "fuck y'all!!"
I stab bitches with a chainsaw
We walk around Compton and Watts beat scrubs up
And right into thugs face, I throw the dubs up
We tearing clubs up, down south from the D
Three Six y'all, Twiztid, and ICP
We be just another crazy clique, doing whatever to get us by
When we pumped up, you out of luck, bitch, I ain't gonna lie
Put your guards up, show them who really running the streets with them Calicos
I'll causing shit with ya, can't come close
We be just another crazy clique, doing whatever to get us by
When we pumped up, you out of luck, bitch, I ain't gonna lie
Put your guards up, show them who really running the streets with them Calicos

"Give God the first portion of your income, say that with me,
Give God the first portion of your income. Give it first!
Not after deducts, not after the social security, and the
hospitilization, and the malnutrition. Not after all these
things on your check you say, I'm gonna give God a little what's
left. You do, and that's what you gonna get from God."
Who am I? I'm not the Devil
I can take you to my level
Above the rocks, above the earth
Tell me what your soul is worth
How much money do you make?
How much will you let me take?
I will give you tranquilty
Just send your wealth and checks to me
Life is going to expire
And your soul will burn in fire
You will perish in the thunder
Unless you call my hotline number
God has asked you to make me rich
Me and my fat-whack gaudy bitch
On your T.V.'s late at night
Send those checks and I'll guide you to the light
"Don't put away your wallets just yet, brothers and sisters. There's
somebody here I'd like all of you to meet. This is little Jonathan.
Jonathan, say hello to the lovely people, (hello). Jonathan has
problems. Twisted neck, tangled legs, crooked spine, but we can heal
this boy. For just, uh, six thousand dollars, we can heal this boy!"
God had called me and then stopped by
And he told me you're gonna die
Unless you buy my holy water
Check, cash, or a money order
This is true, don't question me
I'll even send you shit for free
It's only ten bucks for the call
And I'll send a prayer, no charge at all
Put your lips up to the screen
Close your eyelids and intervene
Your lips to mine, now send the cash
And while you're there, you can kiss my ass
Take your paycheck and send me half
And I'll send you God's autograph
I'll get Allah's and Buddha's too
Even Zeus, I don't give a fuck who
Just send me that money
"Would you like to healed, little Jonathan? (yes, reverand).
You see brothers and sisters, this...(beep-beep beep-beep)
Excuse me. I told you never to page me on a sermon day. Yes?
Uh-huh. Hallalujah. Outty. People, that was the lord, today only,
he will heal this boy, for just five thousand dollars!"
Pass the collection plate (show-show me how you give)
Pass the collection plate (g-give-give, how to live)
Pass the collection plate (show-show-show me how you give)
Pass the collection plate (show me how you give, I'll tell you how to live)
Your total's twenty-two eleven
For your set of keys to heaven
Make the checks out in my name
Me or God, it's all the same
Bring your crippled ass to me
Pay my usher the holy fee
I'll bless your legs and bless your chair
Then wheel your bitch-ass outta here
Now a special ceremony
This part don't cost any money
Drip a drop of blessed water
Now I fertalize your daughter
Even though I fucked a hooker
Took your baby girl and shook her
You still buy everything I sell
And I'm living well
See you in Hell!
"Four-thousand, eight-hundred, nine-hundred, five thousand
Hallalujah, you did it brothers and sisters. Are you ready, Jonathan?
(yes, reverand) Lord Almighty, we've met your price, give me the
healing power, I can feel it, Lord! Roomy loomy lama noma noomy!
This boy is healed. (really?) Now to the naked eye, it would appear
that this boy has not been healed, but I can assure you, this boy's
spirit has been healed. Inside this tangled, mangled frame is a healed

I'm dizzy walkin outta larry's army wear used
With some black leather shoes and desert BDU's
Many boxes of ammo, i got the camo face paint
Barricaded the tower doors, safe this place ain't
Up to the top, i can see the whole planet it would seem
The sun is beatin on my head as i'm livin my horror dream
Up-chucked a couple times then i finally took aim
A man is chattin on his cell phone, i spattered his brain
A lovely couple started runnin, all the sudden she tripped
He kept right the fuck without her, like he never missed a step
I snapped one to his head, he fell dead to his knees
Then his wife was right there to retrieve the car keys
Not many notice at first, although some do start to scatter
Pluggin iron in they back, who they are it doesn't matter
There's a psychopathic, way up in the tower somewhere
And when they think they outta range [gunshot] poof they hair
[chorus]
And it was hot that day (someone's in the tower)
So fuckin high (shooting from the tower)
And it was hot that day (someone's in the tower)
So fuckin high
I shot the lady in the ass and the kid on the grass
And the daddy on the swing through the lens in his glasses
First cop on the scene will be commended for his services
For now he holds his throat and scream "i didn't deserve this"
The tower too high, i'm bringin shot from above
Cuz my head's a battle royale of serpents, snails, and bugs
I'm quadarpolar, though my snipers scope i see the enemy
The world ain't never been my friend and never pretended to be
I fought in two wars, my country left me poor and sick
Leg missin, agent orange and an un-useable dick
So as i reload, my trigger finger's frozen cold
From squeezing so hard my reason is no control
Warped soul, look at that, pap-pap-krack
Three frat college boys flat, dead on they back
And they lady tryin to hide behind the dead fat guy
Just got one plucked in her eye
[chorus]
And it was hot that day (someone's in the tower)
So fuckin hot (shooting from the tower)
And it was hot that day (someone's in the tower)
So fuckin hot...
I'm finally at war again, only i ain't takin orders
200 yards below, i'm taggin targets, small as quarters
Marksman, sniper, military precision
Spotlight on the tower, tryna nullify my vision
My eyeballs keep rollin in the back of my head
Practicing for any minute when i'm actually dead
They put the tape up, these people think they outta my view
But still, i'm steady pluggin sleepin pills off into them too
I see in strobe light vision and i'm way beyond a panic
My only skill is murder and i'm stuck on automatic
Sweatin profusely, bleedin outta my ears
Their shots are missing by fragments, bullets shavin my hairs
And yet my aim is remarkable, i'm peggin these duck
One by one, jumpin out of those SWAT team trucks
I see the major activity, i'm caughing a chao
Mad... my life went out with a flash
[chorus]
And it was hot that day (someone's in the tower)
So fuckin hot (shooting from the tower)
And it was hot that day (someone's in the tower)
So fuckin hot...
And it was hot that day, so fuckin hot
It shouldn't get that hot, humid and hot
Beatin down on us, so fuckin hot
Too fuckin hot that day, just too fuckin hot
How can it get that hot, how can it be that hot?

Great Milenko (Ha Ha ha Ha Ha)
Great Milenko (Hm hm Hm hm Ha ha ha ha)
Great Milenko (Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha)
Great Milenko (Hm hm Hm hm Ha ha ha ha)
Come one, come all, and witness magic!
I introduce to you an occult sorcerer
Of the ancient craft of Necromancy
A caster of mind-bending illusions
From the nether void of the shadow walkers
A soul from Shangra La, The Great Milenko
Great Milenko (Ha Ha ha Ha Ha)
Great Milenko (Hm hm Hm hm Ha ha ha ha)
Great Milenko (Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha)
Great Milenko (Hm hm Hm hm Ha ha ha ha)
Ladies and Gentlemen
Witness the keeper of arcane, wicked voodoo magic
A beguiler of spells, hexes, and curses
With the help of potions, talismans, and ancient relics
From the forbidden realms of the Dark Carnival
Ladies and Gentlemen
The Great Milenko
Great Milenko (Ha Ha ha Ha Ha)
Great Milenko (Hm hm Hm hm Ha ha ha ha)
Great Milenko (Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha)

I C P the wicked clowns and Project Born
Serial Slaughtering motherfuckers in the graveyard
Tick to the motherfuckin tock
Nigga the click from Project Born and ICP are here to rock
Nigga trippin in the graveyard
Just don't try to play hard
It will be your ass up on the block
Up on the block when I start pullin cards
Cuz J will be the barrier
2 Dope will be the carrier
And Project Born is wworn to put a bullet in your derriere
It's time to wake the dead and dead and move
And then they woke up a lot of souls
And hope to hell with the Nitty folk
Cuz I be dreamin I'm dead and gone
And on the fucken tooth I miss
Mr. Nitty 74 to 94 took two to the head
Tryin to be hard to get you there
A nine milla mil will put you there
Punk ass nigga do your hair six motherfuckers will carry you there
It'll side your fate, if I'm movin I be hurtin ya
I'm puttin on way to much drinks so it is curtains for ya
Bitches I'm a blast and the bitches are never after
These punk ass thinks he's tryin to throw the casket
on the masta, I'm fasta
You should of tried to beat me to the ticker yo
I don't give a fuck if Mr. Nitty bein hoe
Don't risk your neck from the brother on the boulevard
G-r-a-v-e-y-a-r-d bitch it's the graveyard
Stop into the graveyard been chillen here for days
Workin the graveyard shift diggen up all the graves
Sellin all the stiff to the Dead Body Man
One came back to life so then I began to ran
The decrepit motherfucker was followin right behind
I don't know what to do, I think I'm losin my mind
Right then the corpse came jumpin out a tree
Way out a tree, and fallin on top of me
Back on my feet, a zombie in my face
Put my hands around his neck and tried to put it in a brace
But a nope, that's not how the shit goes
His head poped off and started nibblin on my toes
I got dead bodies to the right
I got dead bodies to the left
I done took care of one, but what about the rest?
Tie me up with some veins draggin me into the tomb
I knew I had to be doomed
Cause I can hear the loons in my head
Clear as day, echoin through my brain
Tellin me somthin's wrong then I felt the pain
It was nockin down my flesh by the pound
But that's what happens
when you be fuckin around in the graveyard, dawg
Come to the graveyard now you see what's goin on
You scarder then a motherfucker shouldn't of brought your ass along
It ain't no place to hide, and it ain't no place to run
And plus I pack a bible, a shovel, and a shot gun
Don't you point your finger though ICP don't ride a hearse
You think it's over now, but now it's gonna get much worse
Deadly hows I play the game, nothin else can fuck with that
See you wanna don't know what you got, you better duck with that
The dead will come alive and decapitate your fuckin head
Now I gotta wake the dead, sleepin on the death bed
Mr. Nitty gonna dig a ditch, to you and your fuckin bitch
I'm stealin for the broken hoe
Suck on my dick you rich hoe
Your daddy got a job and he treat me like a bum
But I'm a let his ass know, he can come and get some
And he ain't mean shit to me, comin from the PJP
The Project Born assassin but you best be watchin me
Cause I'm diggin graves, graves is what I'm diggin
I can't believe this shit, this niggas still liven
So why you gonna play hard? Brother blow your hole card
And I'll go slap your ass with the shovel in the graveyard
My name is Violent J and I be sleeping in a coffin
Deep underground, never to be found
Then my body rots as I'm sleepin in peace
Cuz nobody dares to ever wake the deceist
But who is this motherfucker knockin at my tomb?
Disturbin the worms that are tryin to consume, my body
It better be somebody worthy, bastard
Oh, he he, it's the Ringmaster
Givin me orders to awake from the dead
My body is decayed I need to find a new head
And a new leg, but then I'll be straight
To crawl from the dirt, and put in some work
One o'clock one thirty, two in the morning
Wicked Clowns ICP and Project Borning
At the graveyard I got the whole wide world in my hands
Cuz I'm the Dead Body Man
Wicked, Wicked Jokers, Wicked Jokers, Wicked Fun
F-L-I-N-T and T and Southwest become one
And in the name of the dead you got dealt yet another joker card

I really aint got no wins
Thats all right
I never had nothin to spin playa
Thats still all right
I aint got to many friends
Thats all right
I dont know when a story begins either
Your the man tonight
Be sure you wanna do this
Cause once your down your down
Bitch you can make it through this
Ladies and gentlemen gather around
See a oddity a ramity a human fear
Stragin juggalagin and yet so real
I really aint got no wins
Thats all right
I never had nothin to spin playa
Thats still all right
I aint got to many friends
Thats all right
I dont know when a story begins either
Your the man tonight
Im walking though a battlefield
But i know my shit is tight
Looking for the bullet holes
Each one is beaming light
You gotta be real with it
Get drill with it dont let it disappear
You aint feelin it you cant deal with it
You feel tricked? well
I really aint got no wins
Thats all right
I never had nothin to spin playa
Thats still all right
I aint got to many friends
Thats all right
I dont know when a story begins either
Your the man tonight
Funny thing is some people think we give a fuck
I wouldent give a fuck if a dump truck full of pump bucks
Nope i wouldent give none
Tvidea media and radio
Only reason while i carry a gun
Were here to let you know there is a better place to go
I really aint got no wins
Thats all right
I never had nothin to spin playa
Thats still all right
I aint got to many friends
Thats all right
I dont know when a story begins either
Your the man tonight
I really aint got no wins
Thats all right
I never had nothin to spin playa
Thats still all right
I aint got to many friends
Thats all right
I dont know when a story begins either

[Shaggy 2 Dope:]
When I was a little boy they used to laugh at the mini bus
We was special wasn't many of us
Where did we get to go all day? We went to happy land
See me pressed up on the glass smillin' waving my hand
I like y'all in a hurry tryin' ta get to go where y'all go
Our little special yellow bus grip through town extra slow
We don't get shot in our class we happy all damn day
You see the little yellow bus comin' fuck out the way
[Violent J:]
I'm in the little yellow bus who wants us to pick 'em up
Come on
Scoop us up
Come on and scoop us up
I'm in the little yellow bus who wants us to pick 'em up
Come on
Scoop us up
Come on and scoop us up
[Shaggy 2 Dope:]
All these bitches never see me I waggle my penis
I'm ridding in the little yellow bus 'cause I'm a fucking genius
We got our own class and y'all ain't got ta pass
You might see us threw window if ya cut across the grass
But that's all you will get we on some high level shit
Get back to your class with the masses where you're easy to forget
I'm in the little yellow bus ridding on that bitch laughing
Oblivious to the wicked world outside and what's happenin'
[Violent J:]
I'm in the little yellow bus who wanna ride wit me
Come on
Scoop us up
Come on and scoop us up
I'm in the little yellow bus who wanna ride wit me
Come on
Scoop us up
Come on and scoop us up
[Shaggy 2 Dope:]
Lights flash when we grippin' by 'cause we in here whillin'
We livin' on our own shit while y'all worry 'bout stylin'
We ridin' on past sometimes haters try to diss us
By we so fucking happy we can't help but let it miss us
We floating on the chain we ain't gotta maintain
We in our little yellow bus 'cause we ain't the same
We out here bendin' corners and we ain't fucking with stress
And where we're headed that's for only us to know and you to guess
[Violent J:]
I'm in the little yellow bus who wants us to pick 'em up
Come on
Scoop us up
Come on and scoop us up
I'm in the little yellow bus who wants us to pick 'em up
Come on
Scoop us up
Come on and scoop us up
I'm in the little yellow bus who wanna ride wit me
Come on
Scoop us up
Come on and scoop us up
I'm in the little yellow bus who wanna ride wit me
Come on
Scoop us up
Come on and scoop us up
The little yellow bus
Scoop us up
Come on and scoop us up
The little yellow bus
Scoop us up (come on)

One time, the ICP with this shit
For you and your boys to say "fuck yeah" to
Yo, G, kick some of that shit about the wizard and all that
Drop a psycho beat and go on and rap, bald-headed fuck
Aw shit, homeboy, you should of seen me
I was flipped at the party drinking a fifth of MD
Straight passed-out on his mother's bed
With seven cans of brew going through my head
Dreaming, I was sipping on Faygo
With my dope posse, hear comes a tornado
Huh, I can't run no where
Cause the whole damn house was spinning through the air (damn!)
And don't laugh just yet
And it bland my motherfucking eyes bet
And here comes a three and a half foot pimp
With a blue zoo suit and a mack daddy limp
Yo, I gotta grip on my weapon
Cuz this midget motherfucker and his boys are stepping
"Oh my, look at the witch
You crushed and killed that wicked old bitch"
And they saying that I'm doomed
Cuz I killed some ho that rides on a broom
Fuck this, I'm going back to where I stay
And I walking down the yellow brick alleyway
Well, go on motherfucker!
Now I'm roaming just like basshead
Everybody know just where the alley led
And don't say you don't know
Which way to go, yo, there go the scarecrow
I ain't playing this bullshit no more
So I whip out the nickel plated double-four
Best tell my ass how to get back
Or I'll blow the straw out your fucking head
You wanna see the wizard?
Fuck yeah, I do
Get me off this pole and I'll come with you
You know the wiz
Yeah, its the road for him
Then he gave me on a 'gene
Now I gotta bullet for him
So me and the crow was walking on bricks
Spitting and cussing and holding our dicks
Thinking, damn, this ain't how the movie goes
I ain't seen one motherfucking rainbow
Ain't a fresh pair of kicks in the land
Just what you thought, there go the tin man
How to get to the wizard?
What the fuck
I ain't saying shit until you oil me up
I don't see any motherfucking oil, bro
Oil me up with a forty of Red Bull
Huh, just like the book said
Tin Man was stumbling like a crackhead
Old-ass rusted out metal
But we was on our way to see the wizard of the ghetto
"Somewhere over the rainbow"
(Shut the) fuck up, bitch
Damn, this ain't Kansas, ho
This is the southwest motherfucking ghetto zone, bitch
So pick your skank ass up
And you and Toto get the fuck on
Yeah, we've come a long way
Drop the motherfuckers all the way to Del Ray
And I'm a wonder land story book tourist
Gripping that .44 we coming up to the forest
Anything could be out there
Lions, tigers, maybe a bear
Hoods and hoodlums and thieves, oh my
I'm a kick somebody in they fuckin' eye
Don't fuck with me at a time like this
I'll send out a bullet guaranteed won't miss
So I just move and the hooks are flying
You've come and buck with the fucking lion
I want rings, chains, any kind of gold
Or what?
Or I'm a let this nine unfold
Man, fuck this, come back to Del Ray
There you can rob motherfuckers any day
Crackheads, hoes, whatever you can name
Catch all the rich ones coming out the ball game (yeah)
So finally we was at the castle
And with the guards, we got no hastle
They all just got the fuck out our way
I guess even in Oz they know of Violent J
Yo, where's the motherfucking wizard stay
Who wants to know? Violent-psychopath-J
I wanna word with him at gun point
Cuz there's no place like Detroit
Welcome to the wizards kingdom
The Wizard of the Ghetto as its said
Welcome to the wizards kingdom
Sorry, motherfucker, this is where you'll stay
Scarecrow, you ain't shit to me
And the lion ain't shit but a snack for three
Tin Man, don't take me for a sucker
I'll chew your ass up and spit bullets out, motherfucker
We let it rain,
Seventy-nine slugs to his fucking brain
Then I stepped back cool and calm
Cuz the Tin Man was dropping cluster bombs
Everybody know about car jacking
So me and the fellas went home macking
Jumped in a smooth-ass ride
Drop top Geo says "Wiz" on the side
Gripped it back to the hood where we came from
And that shit was fun
Next thing I knew I was back at the party
Got up and was finning to tell everybody
But I just let it pass

Ok class, um, please settle down now,
I'd like to introduce our new student
uhh, uhh Willy Bubba, Willy is from Kentucky, welcome Willy, uh,
I'll be your teacher, my name is Ms. Felby
Well I flopped out of school but I still hang in the halls
So there I was, you'll never guess what I saw
Maybe a chicken, I thought it was a duck
But it was a redneck fuck, so I walked up
"Hey Willy Bubba, hubba-bubba-lubba
My names Violent J, but my homies call me chicken plucker
I been down with the clown since day one, it's day two
I guess I got some plucking to do
In these parts, we tie you to the desk
And all line up and take blows to your chest (punch)
Fists to your chin (punch), kicks to your head (punch)
Last year we killed a kid dead (HAHHH!! oh, my fault...)
Walked in the school, there's hay in the hallway
Leading to your locker, walk up 'n sock ya
Then bounce your head around the class room and act nutty
The teacher walks, and asked everybody (body, body..)
Who kicked Willy Bubba's ass? (I DID!)
Did you do it right here in the class? (SHO' DID!)
Did you punch him in the face, did you slap him in the mouth
Did you kick him in the forehead (YUP, YUP!)
(Nice to get back with a high school crowd where your alive)
Willy Willy Bubba hubba lubba dubba dilly
Tell me why you talk so silly, bitch
You sound like you come from the land of the bigots
Jolly old Dickens, the land of the chickens
I guess you're in season, I'm packing me a .44
Barrels to your head and blow your face out your asshole
POWWW, bitch! I'm Shaggy2Dope
I'm coming for your kin folk, you get your chin broke
And don't cry or run to the teach
She can't understand your redneck-ass speech
If she could, she wouldn't do a thang
'Cuz she's my bitch and she loves to suck my wang
You in trouble Bubba, you better run quick
You too slow, Willy, 'cuz you a fat bitch
I caught up and got my hands all putty
Teacher walks in the class room, and asked everybody (body, body...)
HOOOOOOLD UP! check it out...

ICP and Esham wicked rappers delight 2015
Feins of the wicked shit its time to get hot
Bump your fucking shit up for something wicked shit right
Detroit legendary demon lopatara
Staring you right back through your eyes in the mirror
Blowing out your brains spontaneous combustion
Lyrics like a barrel and cheering out busting
Fire breathing wicked shit melting microphones
Blowing speakers into flames setting fires to your home
How many times you gonna say I need help
Who gives a fuck if I murder myself
I'm thinking suicidal thoughts I shot a gay preacher
I didn't do my homework so I shot my teacher
I dropped out the next day fuck a g.e.d
Then I went and clowned the industry with ICP
Through up the 313 to let them know it was me
Esham is dope ho I'm the king of the D
I stole a fucking firetruck and drove through a Wendy's
All that happen to me was a bullet in the kidneys
I almost died then but look at me I ride again
Whats really happening reality is pretend
You can blow my fucking head off ill just grow another
My brain and my self we don't even know each other
Someone's in the darkness crawling out of my closet door
That's what the nines in the mattress for
Warlocks and witches come and learn from the master
The walls of my home feature body's in the plaster
The dead but sticking out like hon solo when he flows
With my favorite weapons hanging off there fingers and toes
Wicked pimping scary bitches living or dead
All with vampire fangs and they giving me head
Like cemetery girls back dance boogie woogie betty
Her nedens big and blew out like a plate of spaghetti
I'm out cold all my teeth gold
Plus I don't brush them
Quarterback sneaking plus if you rush 'em
Bust em down bust em up steady fucking 'em up
But wait why do I have all this blood on my hands
Blood on my clothes blood on my shoes
I'm on the 10 o clock news for steady
Murdering crews and there point of views
I'm like purple chronic mixed with ass and demonic
In her stomach full of jagermeister ready to vomit
Mirror mirror on the wall tell us who the wicked are
Shaggy E and Jay we in the game and getting ours
Hitting stars in there mouth and bumping off with red necklaces
Wicked reckless nobody expected
Bumping this wicked shit or are you brain dead
I can fly a mutha fucking egg on your head
Break in and tie your fucking feet up to your neck
Shoot you in the back once and kick you down the steps
I blow a crauder in the side of your head
Do the same to your missis while you sleeping in bed
Double murder robbery just another job to me
Rollin in a stolen Buick hookers slobbing me
Known though the farms lands as a duke of the wicked
Always shooting the bigots and booting the chickens
Asking me the wrong question also triggers my disease
They will find your body in Compton in and your head in Hallows, Queens.
The phone rong and on the other end it was the president
I cant talk right now I'm on the toilet taking a shit
I groped the phone I think my cover is blown I'm deep cover
Your wife ordered a pizza from me she got the meat lovers
I'm Johnny bravo the other black get at me ho
I make these hos happy tho 'cause I'm there pappy oh
Its to soon for you to be on my team
But give R Kelly a call I think like 'em 13
I once met a hooker and she did it for free
On the west first bus number 73
All the way in the back she was humping on me
Until I strangled the bitch and stuffed her under my seat
I got off on my stop without as much as a drop of blood
But then I remember I forgot to wear gloves
Now I'm chasing the bus my finger prints are on her neck
STOP! AND GIMME MY DEAD BITCH BACK!
Fucking dead bitches on a wegie board all night
Busting off shots in the club we all fight
Hanging muther fuckers my there neck off of street lites
With there legs cut off trying to read me rights
I wear my CD I'll stick it in your face
Half way sticken out but look it still plays
I stomp when I rap and I shake the whole block
Stick my dick in your ear so you can hear what I got
I was one of those monsters in the video thriller
Known to the world as the pop star killer
And on another part from the part I arose
I'm the crusty ass booger hanging out of your nose
I'm the stink on your toes I'm the weed to your rose
Not one of your friends but one of your foes
And spitting the wicked shit is the life I chose
Do a spin grab my nuts then b boy pose
Chain you up for some tic tacs bloody mess
We the board on your chest and take turns shooting the rest
I win everytime the beat is good with every rhyme
And off with your head if your getting mine
This is esham and the wicked clowns for the vote
We come flying out the dark with a triple moonsault
I through a snowball so hard it replaced your eye

Knock Knock Knock
How horrid to be buried alive
Imagine the terror of being trapped in your own coffin
Your heart beating wildly, every gasping breath
Using up your valuable oxygen
My hand popped up out of the dirt
Crawling out with broken wrists that dont even hurt
My blood wont squirt it's rusty.. dry,
A milipede made it's home in my eye
I'll get by till the wicked Halloween
I'm howl-ing straight dogs follow me
I'm coming home dead man walking
My feet flop Clown Walkin' might make a beat drop
Spend twenty-five years I'm chewing on gum
Wait, I got none I'm chewing on my tongue
Walk, oh my leg snapped off at the knee
I beat a kid in the head with it and stoled his candy
drag myself all the way to my old block
There go my old house, I go "knock"
Trick or treat, some chick opened it up
I stabbed her in the gut, started choking the slut
What happened to the wicked shit
cuz we all walk in Hellawicked
yeah, it's time to get blood
and we get blood in it!
It's time to get blood
and we get blood everywhere!
What happened to the wicked
This real Wicked Hellawicked
Yeah it's time to get blood
and we get blood in it!
It's time to get blood
and we get blood everywhere!
Extremely often, I'm laying in my coffin
but this Halloween the lid's comin' off son
A dead ninja got work to put in
and quite a few assholes to put a foot in
it's been twenty years, I wonder where my bitch at
My dick's still intact, I wanna hit that
aint shit buddy, and this aint a costume
I only live under the light of the Moooon!
Lookin for the bitch in the phonebook
but my only one good eye, it wont work
finally found the address, I'm going there
Lookin like a big Yoda, but I dont care
rang the doorbell with a dead ass rose
long ass worm hangin outta my nose
my bitch got older, look like mick Foley
I killed her, cuz I refuse to die lonely!
come on bitch!
What happened to the wicked shit
This real Wicked Hellawicked
It's time to get blood
and we get blood in it!
It's time to get blood
and we get blood everywhere!
What happened to the wicked
This real Wicked Hellawicked
I'ts time to get blood
and we get blood in it!
It's time to get blood
and we get blood everywhere!
Bring, bring, bring that shit back (the wicked)
bring that shit back
the wicked, Hellawicked
bring, bring, bring that shit back (the wicked)
the wicked shit back (the wicked)
Hellaween
What happened to the wicked
This real Wicked Hellaween
It's time to get blood
and we get blood in it!
It's time to get blood
and we get blood everywhere!
What happened to the wicked
This real Wicked Hellaween
It's time to get blood
and we get blood in it!
It's time to get blood
and we get blood everywhere!
The Wicked Hellaween
The Wicked Hellaween

you don't like the way I am,
you don't like ICP & Twiztid,
always wit a hatchet...Whut,
Fuck You,
this the way I am
I stay Scrubby even though I'm paid, Whut
Dropped out in the sixth grade, Whut
had syphilis three times, Whut
Committed mad felony crimes, Whut
Been a week I ain't washed my ass, Whut
Flunked outta special ed class, Whut
I'd slap John Gotti right here, Whut
But he's locked up now so neea, Whut
Carnivals beyond the dead, Whut
Still attack you without my head, Whut
Scrubatism I'm about, Whut
Slappin baywatch beauties in the mouth, Whut
Stomp ghosts that think they hard, Whut
Pickin fights up at the graveyard, Whut
You don't like me, I make you sick,
Come here and get a mouth full of dick,
cuz I am whut I am
I be whut I wanna be, WHUT
I act how I wanna act, WHUT
I see whut I wanna see, WHUT
I smack who I wanna smack, WHUT
I do whut I wanna do, WHUT
I go where I wanna go, WHUT
fuck you, you , you, and you, WHUT
forever I'm a juggalo, WHUT
I'll slap Michael Jackson's face off, Whut
I spread herpes every time I cough, Whut
I got head lice in my armpits, Whut
I sell nuclear bomb home kits, Whut
In church I'll wrestle a nun, Whut
Fuckin twist ya nipples then run, Whut
I watch my neighbor in the shower,
Then Waggle my dick for a half an hour,
I pour percasets in a bowl, Whut
And eat'em like cereal, Whut
I be that neighborhood creep, Whut
Singin voodoo chants in my sleep, Whut
I put old ladies in head locks, Whut
And run wit they ass for blocks, Whut
I rent studios and don't pay, Whut
(come on shaggy don't play) MIKE?
I am whut I am
Your mamas got a glass tittie wit a screw on nipple, whut
whut, yo mama live in a two story dorito bag,
she got a wooden leg wit a birdhouse in it,
I walk around beggin for change,
and kill mutha fuckaz who look at me strange, Whut
Psychopathic down til I die, Whut
I'll light a cigarette, and put it out in your eye, Whut
Smokes until my lungs explode, Whut
And punch you and ya moms and call ya dad a hoe, Whut
I don't give a fuck if ya hate, Whut
Just don't let me catch you hangin out on my side of the gate, Whut
Talk to the dead on the phone, Whut
If you ain't dead leave me the fuck alone, Whut
I call myself a juggalo, Whut
And scream it everywhere that I go, JUGGALO
Twiztid serial killaz commin to town, Whut
Dark Carnival and down wit the clown, Whut
Twiztid freekshow wickid clown bizzar, Whut

I sell fake dope, it don't even work
Smoke you at 8:00 and won't even twirk
I shoot prostitutes like plastic ducks
Buck, buck, ping! I gives no fucks
Had me a girlfriend and blew her head off
I'm like an underground water-main, I gotta let off(boom)
Bend enemies knees the wrong way
Kick'em in the ass, watch'em crawl all day
I shot...damn...oh
Put a little aids up in....drawers
Then I produce like Superman
Come out asshole naked with my dick in hand
I use cocaine like Kool-Aid mix
Matter of fact y'all I could use a fix
Bitch, you like that hoe?
Now drop to your knees and blow, and who wanna flex?
Who wanna flex wit' this Killa
Big wheela', Dope man, Dope deela'?
Who wanna flex wit' this Killa
Cap peela', Killa', really, really, really, really?
I'm gangsta, like Tweety Bird Loc
Fuck around and get your little bird neck broke
Wait behind fast foods, strapped to kill
Hole in your head for that happy meal
Break in your house, and I jump attack (c'mon)
Get the sledge hammer and I thump yo back
to make my scratch I let bullets fly
Cuz' i'm crooked, like Robert Gibsons eye
You can't see me like tinted glass
Fuck yo woman and kick yo ass
A fucked up hand life dealt me out
So sick Jerry Lewis couldn't help me out
Everything to lose notta thing to gain
Waitin' in your backseat, I bring the pain
Now your laid up like Eminems rap career
Dead in a year, now who wanna flex?
I'll beat'chyo ass like Butterbean
Spend my time in the gutter man
Hatchet in-hand wit' the blackest truck
Your like the L.A. Clippers, you fuckin' suck
Smack ol' ladies out they rockin' chair
Walk this earth withoutta damn care
Jack your car and then run you down
With you next to your grand daddy underground
Deck yo bitch-ass, again and again
'Til Yo face swells up like Don Choleons chin
Wave my flag as I walk your streets
Cuz' your wack, like No Limits beats
Hang out the window chuckin' hand grenades
Got the flame thrower for them morning raids
Stole a space shuttle so I can do a drive-by on the whole planet
Damnit, who wanna flex?
"Who wanna flex wit' this Killa
Cap peela, dopeman, dope deela?
Who wanna flex wit' this killa,
really, really, really, where you at? Rydas,
who wanna flex? who wanna flex wit' this killa? Y2 fuck you!

Drank my last cup of dead body stew
Paint my face, creep up and say BOO!
Nobody knows what I'm about
Walk around town with my guts hanging out
Chewin on toes, fuckin dead hoes
Bark at the moon everytime the wind blows
Why do I do the things that I do?
Who are you? Fuck you, and fuck Jerry Lou too
Fucked your mother at the Motel 8
Fingers in her booty, strawberry shake
Daddy walks in and see the sick clown
Moving his butt-cheeks up and down
Nate the Mack and Jump Steady
Rude Boy, Regis, Kathy Lee
I make rap rhymes and make quick bucks
And everybody sucks my nuts, shucks
Fuck Jazzy Jeff, fuck Jack Jones
Fuck Jazzy Jiff Jeff Jimmy Jack Jones
Why do we do the things that we do?
Who the motherfuck asked you, uh?
Why do we do the things that we do?
Roses ain't red and violet's ain't blue
Why do we do the things that we do?
Wicked rhymes, wicked times, you too
Never had life, always been dead
Gotta metal plate in the back of my head
Lemon drops, lick lollipops
I fuck redneck bitches at truck stops
Clown cutters, much clown luv
Found a body in the bathtub, mmm grub
Fuck the police, fuck Ebin Price
Fuck cop pork chop jiffy pop cops
Grew another head and I had it lopped off
But we still cool, what's up, (what's up, dawg)
Tock-ticky-tock I pack a pig clock
My dingaling swings when I run down the block
No, I don't sing in a rock band
"Gotta smoke, dude, what's up, man"
Fuck John Wayne, fuck Wayne Newton
Fuck two-snooting John Hootin nanny pooping
Why do we do the things that we do?

And we're ready, just remember to be smooth you gotta be faster tho
We gotta go through it faster
Why?
Because we dont have that much space
I'm feeling it
Then we gotta brake it up
The name is Vamiro, go
The name is Vampiro, go Vampiro child of the rancid rechid darkness
Vampiro I truley am a juggalotus manik killa
Super unkown hero
Vampiro
Yea a true hatchet ryda long rain the lotus killers
Then again it's my privlage to power bomb your fucking ass
On a bed of butcher knives motherfucker
Mothafucko
Open up the Pandora's Box bitchboy
And I am 1 of 6 killas, the Jamie Monoxide (Jamie Madrox) oh fuck ok that's that dude from Twiztid
Shaggy (Monoxide) Blaze whut the fucker ever Monoxide (Blaze) Blaze
And of course Violent J
With blood trails drain through the streets of detroit
Like faygo off a juggalos dick motherfucker
(A juggalos body) Oh
The result of 6 sireal mudering maniac killers killing mudering stabbing
(Chopping hacking cutting shooting)
Cnd maybe lighting your fucking dick on fire bitch
(Whoo!)
All hial the lotus pod from hence we came
And when our job is complete we will return to
(In your ribs, in your ribs) in my nuts (no in your ribs) aight
(The lotus pod)
The lotus pod (The lotus pod) the lotus pod fucker, the next level,
6 maniac killas
The lotus pod (the lotus pod) the lotus pod
(Look at me not the mic, i meen the micraphone not me, dont look at me look at the
Micraphone)
I'm lookin at the micraphone man, (the lotus pod) the lotus pod (the lotus pod)
My big dick (your big dick) my big... dick!

"Comaley, get up. Let's go."
"What?"
"Well, it's your lucky day today, pal. You're free."
"Uh, what do you mean?"
"Yup, that's right you been pardoned. So come on get your shit
Let's go."
"What are you talking about, I don't understand?"
"Yup, governor's pardoned you. Now come on, let's get the fuck
out of here."
"Uh, uh, I'm free. Are you serious!?"
"Fuck no, you got for more years, stupid ass. Hahahaha. Every
fuckin day, you fall for it. Fuckin stupid ass."
Wicked clown!
When I get out, I'm going home to southwest
Going straight to my freaks and get undressed
And I'm a hit it like an insane chicken hawk
Hoochie, won't be able to walk
When I get out, I'm a run around town naked
Cuz my freedom feels good, I can't fake it
I let my nuts flop to the hip-hop
I wanna chop chop punk cop flip flop
When I get out, I'm going to my mother's house
She gonna cook a steak and serve it with brussel sprouts
But I don't care, she can cook a cinder block
And I'm a chew it on up to the last rock
When I get out, I'm putting on my new shoes
But I don't see anybody sportin kangaroos
And them wizaby shorts are history
But so what, I'm a sport mine like a G
Wicked clowns! Check it out y'all
Wicked clowns! We gettin out y'all
Wicked clowns! Check it out y'all
Wicked clowns! We gettin out
When I get out, I'm going to the festivals
Cussing, rude, and scratching my testicles
Like we did before we got locked down
I'm coming back around, the wicked clown
When I get out, I'm a throw a party
And guess who shows up, nobody!
I just sit alone and play solitaire
I don't care, at least I won't be here
When I get out, I'm coming back to Del Ray
So I can breathe the smog but that's okay
Cuz I'd much rather whif that shit
Then my cellmate Rico's funky armpits
When I get out, I'm heading straight to the store
For a big long cold thing of Faygo
And I'm a drink it down to the very end
After that, I eat the bottle that it came in
Wicked clowns! Check it out y'all
Wicked clowns! We gettin out y'all
Wicked clowns! Check it out y'all
Wicked clowns! We gettin out
"Yeah, let me call this broad up, tell her I'm getting out.
This is my baby, ya know what I'm saying."
"What's up, baby, man, it's me."
"Wait a minute."
"J?"
"Who the hell is this? WHO THE HELL IS THIS?!"
When I get out, I'm shooting someone in the head
Somebody been sleeping in my bed
I never thought my sweetheart would sell me out
Now I gotta walk up and blow her mouth out
Wicked clown
Wicked wicked clown
When I get out, I'm back to the good life
So don't sweat me, Officer Barney Fife
In the pen, I seen your cop friend butt son
Seen daddy like to use his butt some
When I get out, it's all about the underground
I'll crawl back into the pipes and never be found
So when you brush your teeth
You might see my eyeball looking at you through the sink
Wicked clowns! Check it out y'all
Wicked clowns! We gettin out y'all
Wicked clowns! Check it out y'all
Wicked clowns! We gettin out
I'm getting out, I'm getting out!
Guess who's coming to your big town

I remember beatin down the block
Was the thing to do in my fisherman hat with the kangaroo
Everybody rap, though they hood was compton
And the wolves yelled (oww) with 6 x 9's rockin
I remember the doors, i remember live aid
And i remember every year jerry lewis god paid
I remember shit live back when nobody missed it
Like mike first doin the moonwalk and spinnin
I remember the hippies smokin grass and fuckin
Disco dancin floor light i'm cuttin
I remember beatlemania seepin the planet
All that screamin from hoes, i couldn't stand it
I remember bruce lee, PS3 to pong
Spandex, hair metal, rock love song
But everything's came and gone somehow
I only ask you, what the fuck is happenin now?
Nothin, let me know
Sure feel like nothin, let me know what
Might be somethin there (what's good)
I'm feelin nothin, let me know what's good
I remember when the twist was the thing to do
Slap grease on your head and hoes hang with you
I remember punk rock when it wasn't for sale
And death metal scarin people straight to hell
So many different cliques and crews to belong to
All identified by the music they drawn to
Check the status of your apparatus and then go
Nowaday, it ain't that clear though
I remember when jazz was born in new orleans
Mom-and-pop record stores, i'd explore these
I remember when you handed in a newer 8-track
You got three old ones back, dope
I was at the first woodstock, backstage
I smoked a joint and dropped acid with jimmie page
I can't believe it's all over somehow
I only ask you, what the fuck is happenin now?
Nothin, let me know
Sure feel like nothin, let me know what
Might be somethin there (what's good)
I'm feelin nothin, let me know what's good
I remember led zeppelin laid strairway to heaven
I delivered a pizza to they atudio session
I was there when beethoven went deaf and blind
He just kept playin like he ain't even mind it
I sold pills to elvis, he let me backstage
I stole his guitar, later sold it on ebay
I cannot believe it's all over somehow
I only ask you, what the fuck is happenin now?
Nothin, let me know
Sure feel like nothin, let me know what
Might be somethin there (what's good)
I'm feelin nothin, let me know what's good

Well hello boys and girls come on in see the show. Its the mistical, magical, great dark carnival. Dont bother lookin for parking, get rid of it, it aint like you ever coming back you fucking idiot. The carnival emerges only when you bout to die, and right now mother fucker you are dead in the sky. So come and put your soul up on the murder go round and we'll strap you down and spin you into oblivion. I got a spike for yo neck with my ninja blow gun because i be the jugga loda dada loda sho-gun. I swings my sword down and split you in two before you even fall i bitch smack both of you. welcome to our carnival 50 thousand juggalos, freeks and wierdos and killas at our shows. Im just glad we down wit em' hate to be yall. and have a juggalo shatter my skull for the carnival.
Welcome to the show, shangri la of the dark carnival. welcome to the show, bitch boy you dead. Welcome to the show, shangri la of the dark carnival. welcome to the show, dead dead dead dead.
Welcome to my exibit i be the shaggs, sit back and enjoy, relax yo nipples and nut bags. its only juggalos here you know what we about, swinging hatchets, faygo and a dick in yo mouth. so they call us a circus, we accept the role. we been sayin that its comin for like ten years or so. and everywhere that we go from alaska to spain, im seein juggalos dancin in the faygo rain. some of those at our shows feel a carnival high, i seen em' jumpin the stage and float off into the sky. they aint ever comin back, the carnival has been found, and all we can do is dream about it smokin them down. i got love for dead people, and i hope to die, i got neden waitin on me up in shangri la. but if you really wanna hear the fucking devils exibit, the shit is called Hells Pit, run out and get it.
Welcome to the show, shangri la of the dark carnival. welcome to the show, bitch boy you dead. Welcome to the show, shangri la of the dark carnival. welcome to the show, dead dead dead dead.
when its your time, death is near, step right up on over here. games, prizes, shows and rides, its that carnival paridise.
Welcome to the show, shangri la of the dark carnival. welcome to the show, its that carnival paridise.

No Luck, Got Stuck
They comin to reap on my truck
Big Bills, Shit Kills
No Pills and i'm out of Refills
She dissed, I missed
I'm having problems dodging these fists
They chasing me, they wanna lock me up
I'm surrounded by thugs who wanna sock me up
I can't stand it, I'm stranded
I can't find a home on this planet
I fuck theater, I can't get up
My own ladies tearing my shit up
I missed quoata, i turned shoulders
they all lockin me out, its gettin colder
but im ok, i just move on
i can weather any storm; i know in the long run
we'll be allright
we'll be allright
it aint no - thang
shit aint no - thang
(shit aint no thang)
we'll be allright
we'll be allright
it aint no - thang
shit aint no - thang
(shit aint no thang)
Mad Pills, Drink spills
black out at night, my hands kill
wake naked, can't take it
yo, wrap me up in that blanket
no bail, i fell
i'm on the right track, derailed
house stales, i'm in the county orange
and my kids' life's been torn
welfare, no healthcare
every mother fucker out for they self here
weird thoughts, life's tough
but i'm a hustler and know how to bluff
no cash, no past
i got dogs bouty huntin my ass
but its ok, i just move on
i can weather any storm cause in the long run
we'll be allright
we'll be allright
it aint no - thang
shit aint no - thang
(shit aint no thang)
we'll be allright
we'll be allright
it aint no - thang
shit aint no - thang
(shit aint no thang)
wrong turn, got burned
and the mother fuckers still aint learned
denied, no reply
but i been known to retry
they hate me, im scary
they waiting at the cemetery
grim reaper creeping on me
hound doggin
i got a chemical splashin my noggin
i get lonesome, and then bones come
they got warrents in effect and im on some
i aint healthy, cant help me
i aint wealthy, look wat they dealt me
straight straggler, brown bagger
juggalo gang bang cant tag her
and its ok, i just move on
ill survive it all
cause i know in the long run
we'll be allright
we'll be allright
it aint no - thang
shit aint no - thang
(it aint no thang)
we'll be allright
we'll be allright
it aint no - thang
shit aint no - thang

"I think it's the heart's desire for every person in America
and Canada to succeed,"
Worldwide...yeah.
"Success is one thing that's the motivating force behind many men"
Amen.
"And tonight I want to speak in a way that you'll realize that
God ordained every one of his creations to be successful."
Look at this, millionare, suave,
definitely paid, lemonade, stock market played,
marinate in shade, top craze,
bitches blowin' up phones,
I walk by, never lie,
I'm the type of guy with sparkles in my eye,
rollin' by, BMW, never take the truck with your kid,
who what where, over there, with the diamond sinclare,
looky there, everywhere I stay flossin' them things,
I'm like bang, bling bling bang,
chingy bling blang,
what the fuck bitch, hurry up and suck,
move along, c'mon, until it's gone,
get the fuck out the room,
I'm rollin' chrome,
700 spoke, whicky whicky what,
keep your hungry mouth shut,
cuz I'm livin' it up!
Hey, we gives no fuck!
Million dollar house, we gives no fuck!
Lavish cars, we gives no fuck!
Baby baby, we gives no fuck!
Hey, we gives no fuck!
7-digit bank, we gives no fuck!
Mad paid, we gives no fuck!
Whoo, we gives no fuck!
7 figure bank, what you think,
bitch you tickle me pink,
you lookin' rank, coulda stank,
still I did ya (spank spank),
whore is dank,
cuz I'm livin' like a video,
fuckin' every shitty hoe you know,
call me jigga-liggy-lo,
fuck the juggalos,
escort, billion dollar drop,
non-stop, from my pop,
never need to cop a mop,
what you got, get the fuck off my block,
I call the cop, with your fuckin' hippy hop,
whooee whooee chop chop,
tryn'a marry me,
rich until they bury me,
stop it cuz you're scarin' me,
with all that jive, clap clap,
take you back to where your whack crack neighborhood at,
cuz look-ee jack, cuz where we at,
we havin' none of that!
Hey, we gives no fuck!
Million dollar house,
we gives no fuck!
Lavish cars, we gives no fuck!
Baby baby, we gives no fuck!
Want you to love me,
want you to need me,
want you to use me
Hey, we gives no fuck!
7-digit bank, we gives no fuck!
Mad paid, we gives no fuck!
Whoo, we gives no fuck!
Pow, let me show you how,
exactly where ya really now,
cash cow, cheddar wow,
dig it y'all, wicky wild wild,
wait a minute y'all,
I might've over-did it y'all,
forget it, I'll admit it,
can't get it,
cuz I'm greedy greedy greedy,
fuck the needy, fuck the treaty,
line'em up and pow pow,
clicka pow pow, click click,
chicka pow pow, bang bang, ching ching,
bang, ching-a-ling bang,
pow pow, chicka bang bang,
chicka chicka bang!
Hey, we gives no fuck!
Million dollar house,
we gives no fuck!
Lavish cars, we gives no fuck!
Baby baby, we gives no fuck!
Want you to love me,
want you to need me,
want you to use me
Hey, we gives no fuck!
7-digit bank, we gives no fuck!
Mad paid, we gives no fuck! Whoo, we gives no fuck!
Want you to love me,
want you to need me,
want you to use me
Want you to hate me,
want you to take me,

(crying)
ahhhh little baby bitch ass is crying again
whats the matter
feelin like you dont fit in anywhere
(yeh)
what about fittin that ass in with us
the mighty Deezy Cizzarn?
We`ll fuckin gladly take ya
We take all shape, colours, sizes and genders
We are the mighty, mystical, mythilogical, dark mother fuckin Carnival, Byaaatchh!
I see your feeling alone again, you's a mother fucker
Feeling like you dont belong, like you the only other?
But some of us scrubs got it worse then you,
No homies to call on, or crew to belong to,
Some us said fuck all that bullshit and dropped outl;
Some of us stood up to fight but got knocked out
Some of us like to cuss and dont like ya format,
We like the wicked shit we chose not to ignore that,
Some of us be comin out of more then a broken home,
Some of us be livin out of a cars and carry on
Some of us see the Budget Suits as a real appartment and
make you take off your shoes on the carpet
Some of us are on parol and cant leave the state,
And some are dead and gone my homie blaze can relate.
And some cant afford a free phone call
but some of us's equal us all,
think about that.
We Belong
We Belong
We Belong
Our Carnival Is Here
We Belong
We Belong
We Belong
Find Us Everywhere
Some of us own dope cars that fail to exist
Some of us have profiles, nobody else fits
and some aint got time for the monks in Tibet
because my own kids are hungry and there looking at me for shit
Some of us own drug paraphernalia material, and some of us have incurable
sexual venereals and some of us have dreams of being a star
and most wont make it that far, but its all good
Some of us cant afford the coolest shoes
Some us gives a fuck about popularity choose
Some bitches tittie dance cause they babies are cryin,
others say there dancing for college and you know that they lyin,
Some us are in love with people who aint ours,
Some us dont give up until there behind bars,
and some us must of been born to take the fall.
But some us's equal us all, and I`m with you
Right Here
We Belong
Right Here
We Belong
Right Here
We Belong
Our Carnival Is Here!
Right Here
We Belong
Right Here
We Belong
Right Here
We Belong
Find Us Everywhere
well,
Right Here
We Belong
Right Here
We Belong
Right Here
We Belong
Our Carnival Is Here!
Right Here
We Belong
Right Here
We Belong
Right Here
We Belong
Find Us Everywhere
forever,
dont touch it its hot byatch,
hatchet rydin',

So there i am, right?
Standing in front of the store
And this motherfucker wants to pull up
And has the gall to say to me..
Watch my ride, while i'm inside
This bitch is new, worth more than you
Don't stand too close, just stand on post
And watch my ride, while i'm inside (fuck you)
Watch my whip, don't even trip
It's cherry-dipped, so save that lip
Eyes on them spokes, i'm grabbing smokes (hahaha)
Watch my ride, while i'm inside
And that's when we fuck him up
Fuck him up, fuck him up, fuck him up
Well i took his life and i took his ride
And i took 'em both to the echoside
The cops ain't on to me yet in this big city
Down a back road pushing 150
Surfing on the roof of his sweet-ass car
Wicked clown alive with no driver
Ghost rider, jump off into the night
When the car wraps up around a street light
And that's when we fuck him up
Fuck him up, fuck him up, fuck him up
Watch my ride, while i'm inside
You see them wheels? electric eels
My shit is rare, you barely there (i'm everywhere)
So watch my ride, while i'm inside (blow these nuts)
You nobody, i throw money
You might get some, so don't be dumb
I'll hold the keys (fuck you) still rollin d's (fuck you)
Watch my ride (kiss my ass) while i'm inside (fuck you)
And that's when we fuck him up

Hurry Up, Show's Startin'
I ca't believe they're still having it
I better get my butt in there right now
Ladies and gentleman, welcome to the sensational
and amazing... "Carnival of Carnage"
They said it couldn't happen, they said it wouldn't last
but boys and girls and everyone we got a carnival for that ass!
Tens of thousands of freaks,sideshows, and fools
a carnival who together lives by their own rules
We looked into the stars,foretold everyone
Something dark and wicked this way comes
We told of oddities, crawling from the dark
And a carnival which we can all belong (all belong)
I dwell upon the streets, and I can tell you this
I see some circus, Juggalo shit going on
People drawn together by rare and scubby music
And we even gather once a year to put it down
With Tilt a whirls and merry goes, and a carnival of faygo
We're just tryin to tell you about the light, right
Now all the jokers cards have fallen with spectacular array
So when the wraith is calling,walk into the light,right
I hold a bloody axe, dress in hatchet red
We speak languages people don't understand
I send faygos via punted clear across a staduim in fashion
Only fuckin juggalos could ever demand
I got ninjaz in my backyard wearing Anybody Killa paint
I'm thinkin What the fuck is going on?
Then I see the platinum on the wall, and I realize
The carnivals been right here all along, so lets bring it on
The crows have overlooked, we gave you all they gave
The carousel will spin on through the night (through the night)
In oz, I'd be the wizard cause I'm overwhelmed
We just hoped the jokers cards would point you out to the light

In the name of the witch
I cut the head off a mule I guetted it out
Put it on and then I wore it to school
That ain't the only thing I wore
I wore a clip and some rounds
A fuckin killa with this mule head
And I'm clippin' em down
Because I'm all outta choices
And my voice is unheard
You and your boys get the worst
I aim your forehead it burst
I'm evil
Fires in my sky
I see no diamonds it's true
Aim for you guts and blow your breakfast out behind you
I'm one with the darkness
Walk into the darkness
A place for those who chose to give a fuck less
Wicked dark and heartless
We keep it nutty and bloody for everybody here
I'm going to hell
And I'm knowing it well
And I got no problem showing it and going to jail
I see the witch is preaching every night on channel 13
He wants some money with the number on the screen
I hit the scene
I'm shootin' up somebody's funeral
Someone I don't know
My thougts are fried with homicide
I fire out of control
The preacher tried to reach his caddy in his mink white robe
But now hes like a sheep slaughtered on the side of the road as for that crooked choir
I set that place up on fire as they came out
Batted their heads like I was Mark McGwire
I'm in the darkness
Walk till you fall into the darkness of hell
You gettin' raped in hell by Satan's tail
And all you bitches, witches, pussies
Believe you gettin' fucked by a 27 foot dragon while chewing your face up
It ain't pretty in hell
And the only light be the fire that you squirm
In while you burning all night and then the wraith take you
His grip is hard as a nail
He'll turn your world upside down and make it rain hell
Walk into the darkness
He'll turn your world upside down and make it rain hell
Wicked dark and heartless
He'll turn your world upside down and make it rain hell
Walk into the darkness
He'll turn your world upside down and make it rain hell
Wicked dark and heartless
He'll turn your world upside down and make it rain hell
I'm going to hell
And I'm knowing it well

"If I'm gonna die
I'm going out riding the wagon"
Hear it comes, the horrifying midnight wagon
Saggin, laggin, dead bodies draggin
On a piece of string, they flop around and fling
Now shut your ass up and let the juggla sing
It's the Insane Clown Posse coming threw
Looking for hickies and the prickies and your ass too
Everybody gets a ride on the ghost car
Don't matter who you are, we going straight to hell
And it ain't far, Mr. Nevers
You seem to be the kill joy
So get your ass in fat boy
You can sit up in the front with the Ringmaster
With the Ringading-dingalinga-ping-master
And get your motherfucking wind pipe chopped off
And your funky ass body gets dropped off
In the gutter, the wheels keep rollin
Throwin heads out the back, nugget bowlin from the...
Wagon Wagon, dead bodies draggin
Are you down with the clown with clown luv, ride the...
Wagon Wagon, dead bodies draggin
Every dead fuck in the city comes and rides the...
Wagon Wagon, dead bodies draggin
Nate the Mack, Jump Steady, and Rude Boy ride the...
Wagon Wagon, dead bodies draggin
Don't miss your chance
The exhaust pipe is tripping out a deli fire
I found an old dead corpse in the trunk next to the spare tire
And it's muffling the sounds
Throw the bitch out and now the funk pounds, yo
Some say it's just a hearse, but it's much worse
It's an old dark bucket with a clown curse
Long, dark, very spooky scary
I drink an old 40 bottle full of bloody mary, why
Cuz I'm Violent J, sick in the nug-bone
I make strange sounds, clowns with frowns
Break it on down, break it up till the break of dawn
Look out your window it's the wagon in your front lawn
Ah, boom, aboockaboomba
We do the dance of the death until you get in the car
Then I pull your tongue out slap you in the face with it
Say the joker did it in the...
Wagon Wagon, dead bodies draggin
Ladies and gents its your turn, come and ride the...
Wagon Wagon, dead bodies draggin
If you gotta minute why don't you stop and finna ride the...
Wagon Wagon, dead bodies draggin
I'm a dead body so you know I love riding in the...
Wagon Wagon, dead bodies draggin
Now, here's your chance
We don't do drive-by's in the wagon
Instead we just get out and stab your fuckin ass
And there ain't no telling how many clowns inside
Told you seventeen but I lied
Cuz I'm wicked and I'm wild, wicked wild
I caught wild deer, rode it home from Bel Isle
I play the organ like an old mental case
I can freak the cello, like Chris Conley on bass
In the wagon, I throw fingers out the window
And when you roll the window down you can smell Indo
But it ain't mine, it belongs to a stiff over there
Puffin on a Jim Square
Heavy long, rumbling, tumbling
Step into my ride and your ass goes stumbling
Out the back with your neck in a rut
Gotta get home before the sun comes up on my...
Wagon Wagon, dead bodies draggin
Come down, stand in line, everybody loves to ride the...
Wagon Wagon, dead bodies draggin
Your momma is a bitch and she swings on my nuts in the...
Wagon Wagon, dead bodies draggin
If you missed your bus, don't be afriad, come and ride the...
Wagon Wagon, dead bodies draggin

I'm still here under the moon
I was just a child but you seemed like so much more
The way you would approach me and drift across the floor
I'd see you in the hall, and you'd kiss me with a smile
I never understood it, was I even worth your while?
The others kids at school, they would hate me and they'd spit
Cuz I was just a no one, to them I wasn't shit
But you would always help me and stand there by my side
We were only seventeen, we'd be together till we died
But then it all happened on the ever dreadful day
Somebody tried to rape you and now I'll make him pay
You pointed him out to me, my thoughts began to race
I took my daddy's forty-five and shot him in the fucking face!!!
I did it all for you, and though I'm facing years
I would do the time just to equal all your tears
The last thing that you told me when I left the courtroom
Is that we'd always be together, cuz we're both under the moon
I'll forever love you, even if you're doomed
We'll always be together cuz we're both under the moon
I sit here in my cell and the walls are made of stone
I justified your pain, but now I sit alone
I write another letter, I write one every day
I never got a letter back, I write em anyway
I try to call collect, your number has been changed
I'm staring at the lightbulb and I start to feel the rage
You never came to visit me, I sit facing the glass
No one's on the other side, now it's in the past
My head is always spinning, I'm pounding at the wall
I feel like I'm forgotten, no sign of you at all
You're probably getting married, you're probably getting fucked
I'll break out of this cage and try to cut that motherfucker up
I curl up in the corner, my body will corrode
My teeth are turning into dust, skin is growing mold
I'm staring at the window of my eternal doom
I know that you are out there, somewhere underneath the moon
Many, many years, many more to go
Does she still remember? God, he only know
I now become a savage, they chain me to a wall
I still can see your body, I still can hear your call
I'm nothing but a maggot, I'm locked away and lost
The world it doesn't want me, my dignity is tossed
And to the girl for whom I feel this doom
Look here, fuck you and the moon
Hey! Fuck you and the moon
I'm still here under the moon

Truth Dare Double Dare Promise or Repeat
Truth Dare Double Dare Promise or Repeat who wants to
play a wicked game over this sinful beat
Tell the truth do you ever dream about murder
Do you wish you had it in you to be a blood squirter
Tell the truth do you ever lust over sex
Would you fuck your homie momma if she was playin' with
your nuts
Tell the truth have you ever fuckin told a lie right
through your fuckin' teeth like a snakes tongue flies
Truth Dare Double Dare Promise or Repeat who wants to
play a wicked game over this sinful beat
I dare you stab someone and come back with they wallet
Beazulbub bang three times
I dare you to call it
I dare you handstand on the ledge of a tower
I dare you to snort a few balls of hot gun powder I
dare you
I dare you to play this game with me it's called truth
dare double dare promise or repeat
Oh the curtains close them up tight
Let the candles burn tonight
Games that are over I can feel in the air
Bloody Mary spinnin' the bottle
Your turn
Truth or dare
Truth Dare Double Dare Promise or Repeat who wants to
play a wicked game over this sinful beat
I double dare you dance in the red moon glow
Play some Russian roulette with a loaded crossbow
I double dare you swallow every pill in the bottle
I double dare you tongue kiss a toilet seat at
McDonalds
I double dare you dig up a body and take it home give
it a sponge bath and do what you want with it
Truth Dare Double Dare Promise or Repeat who wants to
play a wicked game over this sinful beat
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Promise me you won't get shitty when me and your girl
fuck
Promise me you won't look you'll just shoot what's in
my trunk
Promise me you'll never be a bitch you show that you
brave
Promise me we'll have a séance on top of a muddy grave
Promise me that you'll play this little game with me
it's called truth dare double dare promise or repeat
Close the curtains, close them up tight
Let the candles burn tonight
Games that are over I can feel in the air
Bloody Mary spinnin' the bottle
Your turn
Truth or dare
Repeat after me "The wicked shit'll never cease I put
my life on it"
The wicked shit'll never cease I put my life on it
"ICP got wicked candy shit and you fuckin' want it"
ICP got wicked candy shit and I fuckin' want it When I
say "I"
"Know"
Know
"I won't lie"
I won't lie
It's wicked shit till the day I die
Day I die say "I"
"know"
Know
"I won't quit"
I won't quit
Swinging my hatchet to this wicked shit
Truth Dare Double Dare Promise or Repeat
Have you ever had a secret you swore you'd never tell
And well I've got a question has life served you well
Don't answer with a lie
You better beware
Bloody Mary spinnin' the bottle your turn truth or dare
I dare you
ICP got wicked candy shit and I fuckin' want it
Dare
I dare you

There ain't nobody, asking me, I've been There ain't nobody, that would name me, as a friend
There ain't nobody, that's dropping by, to say hi There ain't nobody, that's caring whether I
Live or die I have nobody, to tell about, my growing angers I have nobody, to tell about me,
Following strangers There ain't nobody, making sure I'm takin all of my pills There ain't nobody,
Slowing me down and keeping me still,
I'm truly alone...
They say a man can only be alone for so long, before the man's mind is gone. They say a man can
Only be alone for so long, before the man's mind is gone. They say a man can only be alone for so
Long, before the man's mind is gone. They say a man can only be alone for so long, before the
Man's mind is gone.
There ain't nobody, telling me, not to jump off. There ain't nobody, telling me, not to chop
Your block off. I get so bloody, I ruin all of my clothes. I get so bloody, I sit in, the dark
Alone. I have nobody, to tell about, my dark fantasies. I have nobody, to tell about, my dark
Realities. There ain't nobody, around me, nobody wanna be friends. I get so bloody, all on me,
The mess never ends. I'm truly alone...
They say a man can only be alone for so long, before the man's mind is gone. They say a man can
Only be alone for so long, before the man's mind is gone. They say a man can only be alone for so
Long, before the man's mind is gone. They say a man can only be alone for so long, before the
Man's mind is gone.
I walked into a super K, and went into the back. I started askin questions checkin out the
Chainsaw rack. They had a test model, i pulled the cord and got it runnin. Turned the blade on
The kid workin and blood started gunnin. "What the fuck am I doing?" I dropped the shit and
Started cryin. I made it down two aisles before some hero clotheslined me. I got up, grabbed a
Shovel, and stabbed him in the gut. I pulled it out and hammered across the back of his nug. I'm
Hearing sirnes going off, its no bluelight specials. I turned murderer cavin in to daily life
Pressures but fuck that now all ya'll gonna know me. See me on TV and be like "Look there go my
Homie." I'm more than lonely, I'm lost, lives are the cost. I just beat some bitch in the head,
Stabbed her twice and took off. They can't find me, I'm hidin in the flannel coat rack. I jump
Out and attack, and put a gash in your neck. I finally made it to the front door, and to the
Parking lot. That's wen i got shot alot I got got. Police with bullets and more bullets, pluggin
Me deep. I'm seein flashes, hearing screamin and its all over me. I see a crowd of people bein
Held behind the police tape. All watchin me die, I think i made no mistake. I finally got some
Recognition, dying on my knees, ready for hell because compared to my life, it should be an

"Ooo, I like this toy. Watch it go. Uw...wait!"
"We're sorry the person you are calling is dead"
I was like six, I used to get dissed by the chicks
And everyone would chase me and hit me with bricks
And rocks and sticks and calling me names
And filled my lunchbox with frogbrains (eeww!)
When I left school, it was much iller
My daddy was a serial killer
And how about that, he'd always make me sit in the back
With all his dead bodies on my lap (move!)
When I got home, enough of the static
Hammer and tools, went up to the attic
Never knew any other girls or boys
Only my toys, toys, toys
Bang! Clang! Hammer and twist
Nobody knows I exist, and I'm pissed
But I won't be mentally scarred
Instead I make toys, toys of the graveyard
Monday, ringing the bell
It's all about show and tell, might as well
Show all these bastards just what I got
Yo, check out my toy box!
"Nothing feels better than a good harty-harr, right boys and girls"
We got dead bodies everywhere you look
All the nerds sitting up front got cooked
Others start screaming and making a dash
So I start handing out toys fast at last
You like slinkies, we got slinkies
Only mine like to wrap around your face
And stretch, twist, kazoom
And whip your body all over the fuckin room
So come, one at a time
Open your gift and what you will find
Is a toy, my friend, that you'll never forget
It's not everyday that you get your skull split
You like soldiers, we got soldiers
Made with rubber and steel, they look real
But I wouldn't just toss em under your bed
That's how you get an axe to the forehead (oww)
And don't let em sit around all day
Come home and find you mom, dead in the hallway
Cuz they can be nifty
All the toys are shifty, haha, in my toy box
"Woooowee, that sure sounds like fun!"
That's not a toy, hey, wait a minute
Don't fuck around, homie, you can lose an eye with it
That's my double blade razor whip chop jimmy
And it's mine, motherfucker, so gimme gimme
You want toys, you come to the right place
Try my little toy, Mutilating Mental Case
Wind him up, let him go among all of ya
Then BANG! serial slaughterer
Your turn, reach in and get lucky
Oh look, he pulled out a rubber ducky
It make a funny sound and then BANG!
Blew the fingers off his fuckin hand
Don't stop, class ain't done yet
I remember you calling me poindexter
Bookworm brainy, my aggrevation
Went into these little creations
Reach in, you might find something wicked
Wicked, scary, chop bang pickadery
Off with your head, a robot with a sword
But now he's looking at me, but what for?
"Eh, wait a minute, I made you
Get them, not me. Eh, wait a minute, motherfucker."

This is a tale of misplaced love
A tale of a man searching for that misplaced love in all the
wrong places and how he gets his heart ripped out of his chest and
stuck in his face so he can watch it slowly stop beating let's
listen on and hear how my gumpy friend violent jay goes about
getting his feelings crushed once again
After 3 years in a mental asylum
I'm finally out and I'm fine now no doubt
Rolling home I see a bitch on a payphone.
She was fat and round and had it going on.
She had a name tag on Roxy Carol
Stepped up to her like hello
We was kicking it
I said I got this dick sup on lickin it
She said I'm down for the tactics
Then my dick stood up like a Tucson cactus
I threw her in the back of my jaloppe
She was wet and sloppy
But nothing could stop me
I was like jesus
Her neden was yellow and smelled like cheese pizza
I paid it no mind
I stuck my dick in raw and comenced to grind.
Toxic love
I'm so lonely, lonely i'm so lonely
Toxic love
Did she burn you?
Did it hurt you?
Toxic love
I'm so lonely, lonely lonely lonely
Toxic love
Did she burn you?
Did it hurt you?
The whole car smelled like pickles
I stuck my toe in her ass
And tweaked her titty nipples
We fucked for about an hour
I dropped her off where I found her and went for the shower
I got home and I kicked back
Thought about the shower haha fuck that
When I woke up the very next morning
I was awake but my dick was snoring
It was whistling and shooting out smoke
The head was spinning like a dayton hundred spoke
I started shaking and sweating
I had a fever
My dick was swelled up like a faygo 2 liter
It was greenish with purple bungions
And dripping blue skeet and flaking like onions
She gave me skiffilufigus no doubt
I'ma find that bitch and knock her the fuck out
Toxic love
I'm so lonely, lonely i'm so lonely
Toxic love
Did she burn you?
Did it hurt you?
Toxic love
I'm so lonely, lonely lonely lonely
I'm on a mission I search and roam
Cuz my dick hole is spurting up pink foam
And I'm dragging my balls behind me
They're as big as a mailbox bumpy and slimy
Thank god I ain't dead yet
My dick is crispy but my drawers are wet somehow
There she is on the same payphone
Near Zug Island in the industrial waste zone
Wait a minute y'all hold up
Is that the same bitch I was with she looks toe-up
Holy fuck nothings in place that ain't a girl at all
It's a barrel of toxic waste!
Oh lord what have I done?
Roxy Carol is a toxic waste barrel
Me and my green dick headed back to the looney bin
I'm here to turn myself back in
Toxic love
I'm so lonely, lonely i'm so lonely
Toxic love
Did she burn you?
Did it hurt you?
Toxic love
I'm so lonely, lonely lonely lonely
Toxic love
Did she burn you?
Did it hurt you?
I still like you
When I inject my penis inside of you
My balls light up like light bulbs

Welcome to the tilt-a-whirl
All you mutha fuckas are gonna die
Everybody! You're dying everyday, constantly
I'll kill myself right mutha fuckin now
And still won't die (try me)
Wicked clowns never (never) die, whut
Oh my goody look a chicken
Keep your money here's a ticket
Hold up keep your kids out here
They too young to play in there
Step right up now strap 'em in
Lock it tight under his chin
Clamp his arms up to his side
It's gonna be a helly ride
Now if you misplace an item
Psychopathic straight up find 'em
If you lose your nugget yo
Hatchet ain't responsible
Look and wonder if you will
Cuz we about to rip and kill
Think about your every sin
As our tilt-a-whirly spins
They... all... die... die...
They... all... die... die...
Looky look a fancy fuck
With his wallet up his butt
Give the wealthy what they want
Fuck the line put him up front
Welcome to our spectacle
Carny rides eccentrical
Hope you like it even though
Hafta mingle with the poor
Here you go sir have a seat
You've got to take this ride, it's neat
Tell ya now the ride is fast
Might want me to hold your cash
We gonna spin until your soul
Leaves your body dead and cold
Tilt-a-whirly sprayin' blood
All over the neighborhood
They... all... die... die...
They... all... die... die...
Get up on it get up on it get up on it, get on
Get up on it get up on it get up on it, wheee
Get up on it get up on it get up on it, get on
Get up on it get up on it get up on it, ride
Get up on it get up on it get up on it, get on
Get up on it get up on it get up on it, *squeak*
Get up on it get up on it get up on it, ride
Welcome buddy, what you did
Like to punch up on your kids
Scoot all them dead bodies down
We can go another round
Excuse us while we clean up here
Pile them up on over there
Strap'em up then start the show
This time speed it up some more
Tell me any last requests
Before your guts rip out your chest
Fuck all that don't give'em nothin'
Slap his ass and press the button
Fair enough now another down
Carnival don't fuck around
Fire up the tilt-a-whirl
And we'll see you all in hell
They... all... die... die...
They... all... die... die...
Round and round and round you go
Yo, the dark carnival will never die.
I mean that's all we do is think about dyin'.
We wish we die, we hope we die.
The only problem is,

Carnival of Carnage,
The Ringmaster,
The Riddle Box,
The Great Milenko,
The Amazing Jeckel Brothers,
and The Wraith
looks like were all out of time brother!
Everybody's out of time!
Fuck It, We gots to tell them
All secrets will now be told
no more hidden messengers
this is it yall
times up
everything be out right here
no need for the reverse talking
the truth.
Now we have been told this carnival shit has touched many lives.
People have fuckin` sworn to us they too can feel it inside.
What is it that draws you in, this magic that compels you?
We`ve been waiting six fuckin` joker cards to finally tell you.
This messengers and hints were there, all though most never picked up on them.
We snuck em` in subliminally with that wicked shit around them.
We mentioned more and more of this on every Joker's Card.
The bottom line always the same, you ain't have to look hard.
We wickedly kick it, inflict it, you get it, get with it and dig we don't preach it flat, cause some ninjas don`t wanna get with ya, they quick to forget ya without the hatchet and gat out.
So we rose the hatchet, do or die, now Juggalos standing tall, after all 6 have risen the end of time will consume us all. It ain't got nothing to do with us, It ain't Psychopathic Records!
All we`re doing is pointing this shit out to you, we in this together! Who`s behind the Dark Carnival, the Gatherings and the hatchet? Who`s beind Dark Lotus, the circus and everybody at it?
Who inveted Juggalos and Juggalette and fucking Faygo showers? What about that feeling you get when bumping our shit, who`s behind these Juggalo powers?
This ain`t no fucking fan club, It ain't about making a buck. Don`t buy our fucking action figures bitch, i don't give a fuck. It ain't About Violent J or Shaggy, the Butterfly or seventeen.
When we speak of Shangri-La, what you think we mean? Truth is we follow GOD, we`ve always been behind him, The Carnival is God and may all Juggalos find him!
May The Juggalos Find Him!
May The Juggalos Find Him!
May The Juggalos Find Him!
He's out there, He's Out there!
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
We don't care what happens now.
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
We swing our hatchet and we`re proud.
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
Painted faces in the crowd.
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
The Carnival will carry on.
He`s Out There!
May The Juggalos Find Him!
He's Out There!
May The Juggalos Find Him!
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
The Carnival will carry on.
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
The Carnival will carry on.
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
Painted faces in the crowd.
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
Our carnival will carry one.
yeh, he`s everywhere!
I'm saying he's anywhere!
juggalos, hes out there!
yeh, yeh, everywhere!
He's Out There
Come see the show,
big top show,
Walk in and hang with the dead carnival
Dead dirty carnies, dead juggalos
Walk in and hang with the dead carnival
he`s out there!
Juggla, Juggla, fuck with the juggla
Juggla, Juggla, fuck with the juggla
Juggla, Juggla, fuck with the juggla
ya cant fuck with the juggla
May the Juggalos find him!
May the Juggalos find him!
He's out there!
May the Juggalos find him!
May the Juggalos find him!
He's out there! He`s out there!
We all gonna die, but I`m not gonna fry
Even though most never try.
I`m not gonna let this pass me bye, no.
This is our world! This is our world! This is our world!
SO GET THE FUCK OUT!
This is our world! This is our world! This is our world!
SO GET THE FUCK OUT!
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
We don`t care what happens now.
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
We swing our hatchets and we`re proud.
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
Painted faces in the crowd.
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
The Carnival will carry on.
Suck My Nuts! Bitch, Fuck You!
Suck My Nuts! Bitch, Fuck You!
Inner City Posse got the Dog Beats
ICP we got the dog beats!
Inner City Posse got the Dog Beats
ICP we got the dog beats!
3 rings, a ding-a-ding-ding
people love to point and stare
3 rings, a ding-a-ding-ding
its the same as everywhere
Murder Go Round,Murder Go Round
How ya gonna fuck wit a wicked clown!
Murder Go Round,Murder Go Round
How ya gonna fuck wit a wicked clown!
He's out there!
We don't care what happen's now!
We swing our hatchets and we`re proud!
Painted Faces in the crowd!
The Carnival will carry on!
The Carnival will carry on!
Painted Faces in the crowd!
The Carnival will carry on!
The Carnival will carry on!
Thank you! ladies and gentlemen.
Thank you for joining us
We hope you`ve enjoyed the Wraith's exhibit of Shangri-La
and soon as you die, this will be yours!
Thank you for joining us! Thank you byyyatch!
hahahaha, always remember to fuck off!

Wicked Wonka, baby
Halloween! Hallowicked Wonka....just 18 months
I brought a bat to a mosh-pit
(Well what you do then??)
I split some craniums in half
And caved a few in
Before long I'm standing there alone
I shut the party down
For Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham
In...coming, I'm running and dropping them bombs
Still gunning, I'm willing and ready for war
Get down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E
And the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how we bring it doe
For the wicked wonka, Halloween
Smoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we screaming may-day
'Cause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day
We give away hey, but we already millionare rapper
Hater slappers, wicked shit believe it though
We tight like alligator snappers
Don't run dawg, we gun clappers
Bitch nigga slappers and hoe mackers
City street slicked rappers
But better known as wig crackers
Lead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne
Cock it back for Esham And let it loose to they spine
An we mashing, we stomping
We wicked wicked wonkin'
It's wicked when you walking
Within the thug pit
Yeah we mashing, we stomping
We wicked wicked wonkin'
At this kind of mosh pit
You get your wig split
Who the mothafucka in the pit talking shit? (Shit!)
Who the mothafucka that want the wig split? (Split!)
Who the mothafucka that's down for the krown? (Krown!)
Who the mothafucka in here right now?
Shaggy jumps in the pit
With these hatchets and swingin' them
Strictly for the purpose of splitting some craniums
Shit, we be illuminati at this thug pit though
Treating fake thugs like a hoe, tell 'em D-Loc
(Spit!)
What the fuck you thinking, you can stop my shine?
Put your money where your mouth is, I'll take every dime
Then run down the line, damn right I'm getting mine
With a fine ass bitch, getting head, sipping wine
Hallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all the same
Fuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with some game
Every year we lace the stage, with the wickedness
It's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an get with us
It's that nigga that be on blood shit
Tech Nina off in a thug pit
Fuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll get druged bitch
Celebrating for Samhein
(Witch Killaz)
If you don't wanna come with the wickedness
A nigga wanna slam strange
I don't wanna hear a damn thang
Mashing off from city to city
We smoking fifties and fifties
Crashing after parties
Fucking and sucking on titties
Ducking and dodging the coppers
Ain't no one out that can stop us
Dropping that shit that be popping
Making it hotter and hotter
We man handle them
Fucking and crushing on man's camera
Busting bright red bandanas
Bitch where was your antennas?
When I was trying to stick it
Wanna show a nigga how she lick it?
Mothafucker this is how we kick it
Thug whiling on Hallowicked
Bud so fine fine, toking all kinds
With Tech N9ne, getting more love
Sipping on hen, with Bone Thugs
Kicking Faygo, and smoking more weed with ICP
It's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings
It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit
(Kottonmouth Kings!)
It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit
We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit
In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split
It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit
It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit
We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit
In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split
It's mista sawed off leatherface
I bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain
When I step on the plate
Guard your grill, cause when my niggaz start to kill
It's hard to chill
Mothafuckers end up in the graveyard for real
(Whoa!)
I ain't got a million dollars bitch
I'm fucking broke
Spending all my change on that endo smoke
All the bitches on the road, scheming for my loot
They get nothing but dick, and a steel toed boot
Fuck boots, every Halloween, I dress like a bag lady
Then I ride around with my .380 looking for Shady
If I catch him at the shelter, I'ma pull his file
Chop his head off, and bury his body across 8 mile
We drinking drank, drank
We smoking dank, dank
Mobbing through these streets like a fleet of armored tanks
We dropping bombs, underground bombs
Fuck the whole industry bitch, bring them on
It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit
An we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin'
We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit
Yeah we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin'
It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit
It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the thug pit
We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit
In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split
Hallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you
We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit

Always uninvited
fuck off
unrespected, sometimes he creeps other times he's expected
He hangs out in bad neighborhoods up at thy park
he will strike in broad day light but prefers thy dark
Three little kids caught inside a burning home
he'll just sit there and wait for 'em
leave 'em alone!
As sure as we're alive today and death is inveitable
he's waitin' there watching through the eyes of a crow
fo' sho'
I know
Death is always a shitty time
Don't bother trying to run and hide
Take his hand cross to thy other side (Step to the other side)
Freeway intersections when thy bars close, he loves 'em
Bluew out traffic lights?
He hovers above him
And he loves thy motherfuck out of crackheads and heroin
rehab centers and caring mothers always scaring him
Sharing them needles?
He encourages and raw sex?
They got him working and steady collecting soul checks
Then again
What?
Nine times out of ten, I wish he's take me
Instead of some of these poor children we see
I'm sayin
Skwo
What
Death is always a shitty time No where to run
Don't bother trying to run and hide No where to hide
Take his hand cross to thy other side
Step to thy other side! (Step to the other side)
He remainds nameless but we call him thy Wraith
He is thy 6th Jokers Card of thy Dark Carnival faith
That's it, now your clock is ticking, every second counts
and everyhting you do that right or wrong, it all amounts
And whether you going to heaven or hell
he doesn't care
he's only here to give you thy death touch
and send you there
Most people fear him
because they don't understand
that once he finally touches you with death eternity can begin
That's what thy fuck I'm talkin' about
Lotus
What
Mother fuck
yea yeah
Woop Woop
Death is always a shitty time No where to run
Don't bother trying to run and hide No where to hide
Take his hand cross to thy other side

The witch jumped on my back last night, I couldn't breathe
In it's clutch, I was frozen with fright
It went on for, what seemed like hours of terror
To see the witches face, stare in the dark at the mirror
The witch told me, my girlfriend was a demon
And all this fallin' in love shit, I'm dreamin'
And it's pain to the angels, if I don't deliver
Sealed her off in a barrel, and rolled her in a river
The witch told me, my left arm is possessed
So I broke it at first, and then I went and confessed
But they put me in a home, my arm still wouldn't leave me alone
Finally had to chew it off at the bone
The witch told me, to crawl under my house and just wait
Don't panic if I suffocate
I bit the tail off a oppossum down there at one point
It's so boring, and it's dark but the witch is my light
Something is standing between me and my sanity!
They say my witch is a dream, morbid fantasy!
I say wake the dead, wake the dead, wake em'!
WAKE THE DEAD! WAKE THE DEAD! WAKE EM'!
I say wake the dead, wake the dead, wake em'!
WAKE THE DEAD! WAKE THE DEAD! WAKE EM'!
The witch taught me, how to cut up a body
It's nasty and wretched, and hella bloody
But it's gotta get done, and somebody's gotta do it
I kick the fuckin' face in, and put my knife through it
The witch jumped on me again, here we go
Layin' in my bed, I can't breathe anymo'
Layin' in my bed, I can't move anymo'
There's a demon floating in my face, clampin' my jaw
The witch told me, I gotta murder this one kid
K, well, maybe the witch didn't then, but I did
With a ninja suit, crept through like a black widow
with the crossbow, stuck him in the neck like ditto
The witch told me, about blood that rains
Out of the neck, and what particular veins
And about murder witnessin', death settin' in
And it ain't no heaven, that's lettin' me in
The witch told me, to put my feet in the fire
And hold on, til everything below the knees gone
Now I'm in a wheelchair, with only an arm but don't care
I can still throw my hatchet in the air
The witch got me, in a predicament, it ain't good
I got somebody head posted on my hood
4:30 a.m. and we rollin' through the ghetto

Stepping out of the whipping and piercing rain, in walks a wicked clown... Violent J.
One of Death's good friends they say (hey, look at that). You've never seen a cloud that
dark in the middle of the day... headed straight this way. I hope everything's okay
The sky is falling. This shit's gunna be fun, be fun, be fun
I think the sky is falling. This shit's gunna be fun, be fun, be fun
The fuckin sky is falling. This shit's gunna be fun, be fun, be fun
I feel the wind is calling me
Spinning back down to earth riding in a tornado, lands a wicked clown... Shaggy 2 Dope,
Southwest Strangla. Known to give the dead hope. And the air is right for some impending
judgement (when it rains, it pours) and judging by the look of the sky, this might be it...
judging by the look of the sky
The sky is falling. This shit's gunna be fun, be fun, be fun
I think the sky is falling. This shit's gunna be fun, be fun, be fun
The fuckin sky is falling. This shit's gunna be fun, be fun, be fun
I feel the wind is calling me
The sky is falling. This shit's gunna be fun, be fun, be fun
I think the sky is falling. This shit's gunna be fun, be fun, be fun
The fuckin sky is falling. This shit's gunna be fun, be fun, be fun

Ohhhhhhhhhh!
Hey yo, check it out man
ICP's back in the haugh man
Violent J, man
2 Dope, man
Wicked clown, man
Fuck yeah, man
Hey, quick, hurry up, bang
Open your mouth cuz here comes my wang
I'm Violent J, the southwest skitso
Born in a big top, magical mijisto
Dead body disco, rapping to the hoochies
Dirty old fat hoes come up with a smoochie
Hoochie coochie la la la la
I might pull your tongue out your mouth
And try to hang ya
It's a full moon and the riddle's are calling
Three more cards and the sky's will be falling
But don't take it from me, I'm just a clown
Wicked clown, wicked town, juggalugalocolicky
Down and out till my nuts start singing
Dancing, hopping, I'm a keep bringing
Riddles and tricks and dead body chicks
With the swing of my magical wand
The show must go on!
"Well it all began when I was very young
I was feeling so excited about the carnival's arrival
Everyone was jolly and jittery
I waited for their wagons until well after dusk
That night, while I was sleeping
I was awoken by a cold eerie wind
Looking out, I seen strange men, cursing and filthy
There were clowns setting up the dreary tent"
I'm 2 Dope and I sport tight Wranglers
Don't say a word or I'll kick ya in the neck, bitch
Everybody round make way for the clown
Been to New York and L.A., I'm southwest down
Walked into Del Ray's almost got my ass kicked
Rather just chill in the yard in my casket
Call up the hoes, have em swing by the tomb
And get a little sticky stank up in this bitch
Killer clowns kicked out the circus
Used to get live, let the midget lady work this
I was a freak show, they called me the Pogo
I could make my ball sac bob like a yo-yo
Give it up, give it up, southwest looney tune
Killed another redneck, found his head in looney doon
Gooney boon, booney goon, I can hear the loons
In my head as I sing my wicked song
The show must go on!
"I never been afraid of clown
But these clowns were different
There was nothing funny about these clowns but then
They smiled, they juggled, they laughed
But yet something was terribly, terribly wrong
I didn't like these clowns for I could see threw them
I knew what they were really like
I knew that this carnival that had come to my village
Was an evil, evil thing"
Come see the show, big top show
Walk in and hang with the dead carnival
Dead carny carnies, dead juggalos
Walk in and hang with the dead carnival
You ask do we gangbang, do we bang in a gang
Do we bang bang, I'm a gangbanger, man
I bang in a gang, man, you can suck my wang, man
Richie boy, richie boy, it's a southwest thang
Serial murderer, southwest maniac
Slaughterer, lunatic, high school braniac
Straight-A school boy, school kid
Till I went to school and tried to murder everyone
The show must go on!
"My neighbors and friends were fools, all of them
Totally unaware of the evilness within the clowns
Their eyes reflected stairways into hell
Their faces painted with blood
I ran from the carnival clowns
Yet every road and every path
Led me right back to the big tent
I had no excuse from the strong men,

From Southwest Detroit, deep within Zug Island's industrial
waste depositories, it's Shaggyyyyyyyyyy Tiiiiime!
Hey! How ya doin down there? I've got mice here!
Alright! What up y'all? Welcome to the show
I'm Shaggy, like you don't fuckin know
This is my sidekick, Fat Pat
He goes "Ha ha ha ha", and all a that (That's right!)
Anyhow, on my way here I almost died
This bitch in front of me was like a hundred and five
They worry about drunks, and late night truckers
Old ass bitches try to kill mutherfuckers (Ha ha ha ha)
This lady's got her left blinker on for an hour or more
Then she makes a right into my side door
This comedy shit's gettin old
The game is to be sold, not to be told
Oh yeah, you can feel the excitment right?
SNOOP DOGG is with us tonight
That's what I'm sayin
On the Shaggy Show, shit we ain't playin
And that ain't it, also on the show
Another motherfucker that well, some of you know
You see him with me a lot, he's like a brother
Violent J's in this motherfucker
(I like that kid Violent J)
Hey Moe! (What's up?)
How ya doin today? (Just great Shags!)
That's great, now let's give a hand
To Mickey Clark and the Gangsta Fun Band!
We'll be right back with Violent J
Do your homies have money? Are you broke? (Yeah.)
Do bitches look at you like some kind of joke?
(Straight up!)
There's nothing you can do but get your PHD.
(Playa hata's degree?) That's right!
(Aw hell yeah!)
Player Haters Academy, located on Wellfarm, in Detroit
Offers the finest in player hation tactics.
(Yeah that's right!) Such as the bitch hater:
(Hey man, fuck that fine ass bitch!)
Or the look shooker:
(Yo bitch I might be ugly, at least I ain't got no money!)
Or the never ending shooting star:
(Just cuz he got a car he wanna be drivin that bitch!)
Get your PHD and join a nation of player hation!
(Word up!)
Ok, my first guest, he's nutty as hell
He just served a half a year in the county jail
Now he's back, for now at least
Hey Violent J's in this bitch ass piece!
What up y'all? (What up?) What's happenin?
It's been six months and my dick ain't havin it
If I don't hurry up and get me some ass
I might bust this nut on your tv glass!
Anyway, been workin on my brand new shit
A brand new group with my homies Twisted
It's called Dark Lotus, shit I play somethin for y'all???
Hell naw
Now I been hearin a little of this and that
About you havin some kind of a panic attack
Tell us, uh, is it true?
And when you have one, what the fuck do you do?
Well, I'll be sittin there enjoyin a coffee
And then all of a sudden, I'm like GET OFF ME!
Then I start chokin off pedestrians
Until they give me my shot of calliphilestrian
But that's all over now, it's old hat
I'm a perfectly normal necrophiliac
Just don't test me or pull strings, forget it
I might grab your neck and do bad things with it!
Well on that note, thank you J (Sure)
For real, what's up with poppin one of those Soloquium pills?
Take your ass backstage and relax (I'm straight)
Snoop Dogg is comin up next!
Stay right here, we'll be right back!
I like my chili hot. As a matter of fact I like my chili so God damn hot
that you can cook a hog's ass in a spoonful.
When a workin man such as myself wants a little hot fixin, I reach for
that bottle of momma's God Damn Hot Chili.
Smooth tender chunks with chili beans filled with momma's hot bastard
bacon bits, and drizzled with just the right amount of thick savory sauce,
drippin with noodle nuggets and Teaxs tough onions.
Mmmm mmmm that's hot, God Damn Hot.
Ask for it by name.
Thanks fellas! Alright yo, we're back
My next guest pioneered the sound in rap
He's come a long way from the LBC
Please welcome Snoop D-O-double G!
Look up in the sky, it's a bird it's a plane
It's the big dog y'all, fuckin with the Insane
Clowns, get down nigga, I represent the town
Ay yo Violent J let's go half on this pound
I stay gangsta like Vaughn, I dropped a bomb
They call me Snoop Dogg and I can raise your arm
So any MC that disagree with me
Step up and watch your muthafuckin ass meet defeat
Snoop? (What?) Now you got platinum on your walls
While other fools stare and, scratch their balls (What?)
They wanna be like you, they wanna try to steal your flow
Now (What up?) Yo, why is that so?
It's like everywhere I look, and everywhere I go
Some bitch ass nigga tryin to steal my flow
But I don't pay em no attention
Oh, should I mention?
I'm all about the money and ridin in cars with suspension
Bouncin, bankin up corners smokin dough
Smokin that weed, hangin out with my locs and folks
Don't give a fuck about nothin at all
That's why I'm known to the world as big motherfuckin Snoop Dogg
Nigga
Snoop Dogg everybody!
Now we gotta bring a close to the party
(Already? What?)
Thanks Violent J (Sure) My loc
And thanks Snoop for that bag of smoke (Get down)
Join us next time for the show
We'll have that one bitch from Letters to Cleo
(Granny!) That's it for now, I'm out this bitch

WE BE DOING MURDER EVERYDAY, WE BE GOOD ENOUGH TO GET AWAY,
YOU WON'T EVEN KNOW A WICKED CLOWN HAS HIT THY DOOR,
UNTIL YOUR MELON HIT THY FLOOR AND ROLL AWAY
How can I stop myself from murdering your neck, Methadone and Prozac only keep me in check, as soon as it's gone, I'm gonna KILL!
And that was my last refill dog Dammit! I drink lithium and I don't even know what it is, only reason why you diss me is because you want a sip!
Every time I drink it, I piss out a laser, and cut holes in the wall with my dick phaser, I'ma do time I assume, I bitch slapped thy judge right out his own court room, then I took thy bench, and sentenced myself, eternal happineess and good heath mother fucker, mother fucker, mother fucker, I represent the Hatchet, I see you eye ball lookin' at me like I'ma snatch it, and whip it to thy garbage can down thy hall, then kick you in thy ass as you search and crawl for it
WE BE DOING MURDER EVERYDAY, WE BE GOOD ENOUGH TO GET AWAY,
YOU WON'T EVEN KNOW A WICKED CLOWN HAS HIT THY DOOR,
UNTIL YOUR MELON HIT THY FLOOR AND ROLL AWAY
You know Jamie Madrox rapped about something like this only I never really thought about how horrible it really is, laying in a coffin, in a pine black box, the only sound being that of my heart if Im alive.
But I've got no pulse of ever-breath for days I remember the crash and after that it's a haze, but I do recall thy funeral, them lowering me in, it was about that time when my soul kicked back in, I tried to move my fingers or somethin', got nothin but dirt hitting the top from them shoveling, I'm fucked.
It's been at lease two weeks but I don't keep time, I just lay herre motionless in this rotting body of mine, I tried fantasy realms and dreaming my way out, it only leads to mind panicking and torturing thoughts about running and breathing will it ever really happen again, please God, heaven or hell just let something begin
Am I asleep or not, I
Don't know,
My body is rotting and I feel pain,
Gimmie to heaven or hell but don't leave me dead inside this thing,
My body wont let me go
LET ME GO
Let me go
My body wont let me go
LET ME GO
Let me go
Am I asleep or not, I don't know,
My body is rotting and I feel pain
Gimmie to heaven or gimmie to hell but don't leave my dead inside this thing,
Am I asleep or not, I don't know,
My body is rotting and I feel pain
Gimmie to heaven or gimmie to hell but don't leave me dead inside this thing,
My body wont let me go
LET ME GO
Let me go
My body wont let me go
LET ME GO
Let me go

This one is for my people all the very people This one is for my people
We got trees growin out the dirt for us to climb on beats attackin your ears for us to ryme on
Our time with a bag of purp 3 5 dimes puttin shags to work
We on both sides of the river all around the ocean spinnin like a carousel stuck in fast motion
Like that champ out on his back flat on the map i been doin that
We runnin bare foot on broken glass i cant belive it but the shit is out there and were here to receive it
Catch me on the waterfalls with sexy ass mermaids washin my balls
Were throwin rocks in the sky puttin craters on the moon chillin with the creature from the black lagoon
Communication through your stereo for every body listenin here we go
This ones for my people
The people
The very people
Listenin here
And it dont matter where (Out there)
This ones for my people
The people
The very people
Listenin here
And it dont matter where (Out there)
We flyin with the red wall needles gettin shot at floatin on a iceberg wonderin were the pot at
Grease paint with a bottle of go fetch me a lette and im outta the doo
We take you higher then lex luger always stay true to scrubs universally on wanted juggalletes and thugs
I got a robotic arm and dont nobody know it i can rip your whole head and throw it
We are a never ending story that only gets better as we make our way through this life we live together
Hooptie ridin with my headphones on vision im in a bentley on hologram chrome
The wicked shit will never die put some hatchet in your ear holes real underground baby punchin through your stereos
Somthin wicked for the chosin few so for everybody listenin this goes to you
This ones for my people
The people
The very people
Listenin here
And it dont matter where (Out there)
This ones for my people
The people
The very people
Listenin here
And it dont matter where (Out there)
For my people livin downtown (it dont matter where)
For my people livin in the forrest (out there)
For my people livin in the dry desert and where the rain pours(out there)
For my people in the jungle for my people in the beatbox (out there)
For my people in the island for my people in the crops (out there)
For my people in the snowstroms for my people in the heatwaves (out there)
For my people bein born and all my people in the graves (out there)
For my people in the swamp lands for my people of the tundra (out there)
For my people in the penthouses and the others livin under (out there)
For my people in oriente for my people of the seas (out there)
For my people in the out back and my people from the trees (out there)
For my people of the mountains for my people on the road (out there)

What did I do? Tell me:tell me what did I do?
Tell me: NOTHIN'! I did nothin' wrong! Tell me. Nothin'!
Look at that guy over there he's so skinny
He'd prolly suck my dick for a penny
That's fuckin' nasty what kinda bitch does he get
The kind that smells like shit with a scabbed lip
Pushin' all that trash in his shopping cart
Musta smoked himself into a retard
No shoes thick-ass calloused-up toes
Frozen boogers all up under his whisky nose
The motherfuckers ass is prolly molded shut
Bet he's got tadpoles livin' on his butt
I fuckin' don't understand these people
No kinda class
Somebody needs to beat they ass
I wanna tell him GET THE FUCK OFF MY BLOCK!
I wanna beat his face in with a rock!
He ain't good for shit, but bringin' our property down
Draggin' his funky ass around
He's starvin', sportin' a pair of troop sweats
Hands dried and cracked up like the Sahara
Wantin' everyone's affection
Wait a minute, that's me, I'm lookin' at my own reflection
Swing left, swing right, swing left, swing right,
Swing left, swing right, swing on, and on
Swing left, swing right, swing left, swing right,
Swing left, swing right, swing on, and on, and:
Where the fuck is this bitch, she makes me sick
I'm guessin' right now she's got a mouth full of dick
I know she fucks on me, who needs proof
She prolly kisses me with dick hairs on her tooth
I bet she fucks people in my own bed
He wears my slippers while she's givin'em head
Look what I do, I get away with it
What the fuck makes me think that she ain't never did it
Last time I beat her ass wasn't shit
Fat lips ain't nothin', this time I'm breakin' somethin'
She's gonna learn not to gimme any hassle
I'm the king, I make the money, I work at White Castle!
I'm the one who:failed in life
I'm the one who takes it out on my wife
She don't cheat, who am I tryin' to fool
I shoulda done this to myself long ago (BOOM!)
Swing left, swing right, swing left, swing right,
Swing left, swing right, swing on, and on
Swing left, swing right, swing left, swing right,
Swing left, swing right, swing on, and on, and:
This is the 3rd time you've come before me
You think you're the shit, you wanna ignore me
I told you last time I'd put you away
I don't give a fuck what you say, obey me
I am the overseer, a special being
Raise when I walk in the room, me and God are a tag team
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, I could say it all day
I swear to God you say one motherfuckin' thing to me I'll put you away
I might not be God but I'm the next best thing
Honor your honor, hail me as a king
You die, he gets life, she pays, he's free
See your destiny is all up to me
"All Rise" You heard it, loud and clear
But today, I take a load off in that electric chair
I chose to play God, and judge you well

I walked into the party with no invite
Which one of these hoes am i fuckin tonight?
This ain't my block and ain't my click
But i'm up in here and ain't scare of shit
Then i heard a cut.. (who the new dude?)
The dj tryna play me rude
I say "what they call you?"
(i'm dj clay the baddeset dj alive today peep...)
I had to back up and scoop my wig off the floor
It practically blew out the door
I brushed myself off and walked back up to 'em
That's pretty good shit ya doing but (what?)
I'm thinkin i'm a little bit better (oh yeah?)
Some folks call me the neck shredder
Cuz i cuts a lot too, so why don't you scoot down
(what's your name?) shaggy the clown
Dj clay woke up and asked what happened
"you just witnessed this here scratchin"
Everybody gathered around the turntables
Hatchetman hangin off our cables, he said
(you and me one more time, right now)
I said, "sure thing but i'll tell you how
I'll drop the rhythm and you drop the beat

I ran into a gas station, and blew somebody head off they neck
I thought it was a dream but then I look and see that I'm a bloody wreck
I can't run to my mama's house I know that she would never understand (she would never understand)
I might as well be a man, and finish what the fuck I began
I walked out and started walking away like I ain't seen a fuckin' thing (ain't seen a fuckin' thing)
I went across the street and walked up to the drive-through window at a Burger King (at a Burger King)
I knocked on the glass and the kid leaned out to tell me they were closed (close this)
I blew a hole in his face and his boy was like "Damn you got hosed Tommy, you got hosed"
I feel ready to die but it's taking so long
THE WORLD'S SO WICKED, THE WORLD'S SO WRONG
I just keep moving on, keep tryna stay strong
THE WORLD'S SO WICKED, THE WORLD'S SO WRONG
Shoot they bitch asses!
Thinkin' they ain't about to get shot,
Man fuck that!
I started hoppin' threw back yards and ran into a 7-11 (ran into a 7-11)
Jumped up on the counter aimed and blew a fuckin hole in his melon (blew a hole in his melon)
I dragged his body in the back and did the same to everybody again
Until the walls and the windows got so bloody wasn't nobody comin' in (nobody comin' in)
Police started surrounding the building and I ain't got no hostages,
But I fronted like I did holding up some dead kid
I said "I'm comin' out" they said "don't bother", and started shootin!
The corpse I'm holdin' up ain't got no head and they ain't stupid
I ran into the back and started drinkin' Drano bottles
Gettin' high as fuck I'm going out in a hall of bullets full throttle
I loaded my shit again but I never had a chance to shoot
Somebody blew my head off all I heard was Whhoooop!
I feel ready to die but it's taking so long
THE WORLD'S SO WICKED, THE WORLD'S SO WRONG
I just keep moving on, keep tryna stay strong

"Let's meet contestant number one
He's a skitsofrantic, serial killer clown
Who says, "woman love his sexy smile"
Let's find out if his charm will work on Sharon
Sharon, what's your question?"
"Contestant number one,
I believe first impressions last forever
So let's say you were to come over to my parent's house
And have dinner with me and my family
Tell me what you would do to make
That first impression really stick"
[Violent J]
Let's see, uh, well, I'd have to think about it
I might show up in a tux, HA!, but I doubt it
I'd probably just show up naked like I always do
And look your momma in the eye and tell her, "FUCK YOU!!!"
Hurry up bitch, I'm hungry, I smell spaghetti
I'd pinch her wimpy ass and tell her, "Get the food ready!"
Your dad will probably start tripping and get me pissed
I'd have to walk up and bust him in his fucking lips!
It's dinner time, we hearing grace from your mother
I pull a forty out and pour some for your little brother
I'm steady staring at your sister, I'll tell you this
You know for only 13, she got some big tits
After that, your dad will try to jump again
And only this time, I'd put the forty to his chin
After you mom does the dishes and the silverware
I'd dry-fuck her till I nut in my underwear
"Now, let's me contestant number two
He's a psychopathic, deranged, crackhead freak
Who works for the Dark Carnival
He says women call him stretch nuts
Sharon, let's hear your question"
"I like a man who's not afraid to show his true emotions
A man who expresses himself in his own special way
Number two, if you fell in love with me
Exactly how would you let me know?"
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
First thing, I could never love you
You sound like a richie-bitch, yo, FUCK YOU!!!
But if I did, I'd probably show you that I care
By taking all these other motherfuckers outta here
I'd go through your phone book and whack em all
And find contestant number one and break his fucking jaw (what?!)
Anyone who looked at you, would have to pay
I'd be blowing fucking nuggets off all day
I'd grab your titties and stretch em down past your waist
Let em go, and watch em both spring up in your face
I'd sing love songs to you, the best I can
Get you naked, and hit it like a CAVEMAN!!!
When we go to the beach and walk through the sand
I throw a little in your face and say, I'm just playin
As you spit it all out, I'd rub your back
And grab your underwear and wedge it up your ass crack!!
"Well it sounds like contestant number two
Is just over-flowing with sensativity, Sharon
It's a touch choice so far
Sharon, let's have your last question and
See which one is going to win the rights to your neden"
"Okay, if we were at a dance club, and you both noticed me at the
same time. Tell me, how would you each get my attention, and what would
your pick up line be? Well, whoever's the smoothest wins!"
[Violent J]
Okay, first I'd slide up to the bar
And tell you that I can't believe how fucking fat you are
I'd tell that I like the way you make your titties shake
And if you lost a little weight, you'd look like Rickie Lake!
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Fuck that, you'd be jocking me quick
I'd order you a drink and stir it with my dick
And then to get your attention in the crowded place
I'd simply walk up and stick my nuts in your face
[Violent J]
Yeah, freak with your nuts, yo, that'll get her
Tell her that's she fat, yeah, that'll work even better
Look, fuck you, I got a strong rap
Shit, you don't want contestant number two
He's mad-whack
[Violent J]
I walk into a bar and there he was
Standing up by a bucket, eww, trying to fuck it
It was a big fucking smelly, ass farm llama

Little Miss Muffet, oh, she never had a clue
Of the psychopathic wicked clown is finna do
Creeping through the backyards underneath the moon
Only three blocks away, the joker looney toon
Listen to the loon, listen to the pain
Listen to the one they call the Violent J Insane
Watch me as I duck and I dash through the night
I can see the shadows of the moon in my butcher knife
Pretty little world has created this monster
See me living with a dead body in a dumpster
Laughing in your castle but I can't crush your moat
But then I take a boat and cut your fucking throat
So now I'm getting closer so I crawl under a house
I'm waiting for the car to pass and then I crawl back out
Another block down just a little ways to go.... "Hello?"
I'm the neck cutter and I'm three blocks away
Violent Violent, Violent J
I'm the neck cutter and I'm three blocks away
J, J, Violent J
I can hear the crickets and the creatures of the night
You can hear me drag my foot and scrape my butcher knife
I can hear the owl as it trims a wicked tune
You can hear the loons, the loons, the loons
Listen to the little pitter-patter of my feet
As I howl like a dog and I'm running down the street
Hiding in the trees, hiding in the bushes
You're sitting on your couch and I'm underneath your cushions
Stab you in the back of the head, why not?
Your little governor is taking everything I got
I can't feed a family, I can't feed a dog
So I cut your fucking head off, hey
Wickey, wickey jokers and you know we show and prove
Jumping over roof tops, juggaluga move
Tell me have you ever seen a ghetto freak show
"Hello?"
I'm the neck cutter and I'm two blocks away
Violent Violent, Violent J
I'm the neck cutter and I'm two blocks away
J, J, Violent J
I gotta kill her
I have to kill her
I'm gonna kill her
I'm gonna kill her
I'm gonna...
You can think I'm joking on my joker while you laugh
I'm coming to your house I'm finna cut your neck in half
Everywhere I go the grim reaper stays on me
Cuz the fucker knows I'm always leaving dead bodies
I can see him standing at the end of the block
Cuz somebody's clock is running out of tock
Slip in the cracks of the walls of the eave
All that's justified as every punishment received
Everything you've ever done to me is out of hate
I'm begging on my knees and you slam your golden gate
So I pick myself up and I snuck around the back
And took your money stack then stabbed your fucking neck
Slowly only go as the night air is calm
I might stop and chill and drink a 40 on the lawn
Right before I take the final step to your front door
"Hello"
I'm the neck cutter and I'm one block away
Violent Violent, Violent J
I'm the neck cutter and I'm one block away
J, J, Violent J

Laying in my bed, I think of many horror tales
Yet I barely move, my bed is made of nails
I try to roll, my skin slowly tears away
My flesh is stuck to my bed as I begin my day
Walking out the house, this morning, the sky is red
The streets are crowded with the bodies of the living dead
They're trying to die, they're leaping off of roof tops
Uh, they only scream in pain as their body flops
I'd rather stay inside my home and only pray to die
But my house is been on fire since like '85
I can only stand a night of the fatal smoke
But see you never die, you only burn and choke
So I leave out the house and walk the land
Wild pigs run and feed off the dying man
And look around you, there's bodies hanging from the trees
But they're not dying, they're only crying "please"
I hear the thunder in the sky, so I run in hide
The deadly rain may soon come down, you got to get inside
The lunatics see the lightning, they're screaming, yes
It's raining blood, the streets are a bloody mess
About once or twice a week though it thunder storms
That's when giant heavy red and black clouds form
It's raining blood, livers, and kidneys from the sky
Prepare cuz when you die, you're coming to the killing fields
"What shall that be? What shall that be? When that fine moment
comes. When the curtains are drawn, the windows are shut, the
doors close, and you've written what you've written, you said
it, that's it. What will you look to be? What about it, mister,
when you've had your last beer. You laughed at family and
laughed at your little wife. She begged you not to go out to
that bar."
As I feed off a dead pig, I'm thinking back
To when I had a heart beat, and how I would act
I would steal from the poor, I'd laugh at the sick
But in the killing fields, you get your fucking neck ripped
So as I walk along, I meet a lot of strange folks
Some people with no eyes, and gashed open throats
And if they notice your eyeballs are working well
They try to dig em out your skull, and go for self
Now in the summertime, it's like a whole 'nother realm
Water victims, fire, and oceans overwhelm
To walk outside, the heat will surely cook your brains
Try to run across the street your hair will burst in flames
Victims in a panic run from the heated light
Underneath the city, into the sewer pipes
Into the fire storm this becomes your new land
But there's no food, so you feed off the other men
And now it's been seven months, I'm barely fed
I chase a Billy Billy goat with a human's head
He's steady screaming "Let me be! Let me be!"
But while I chase him there's another demon chasing me
All of time moves backwards, I'm growing old
And the clouds are burning fire, and so I'm told
That there's a lot of living souls such as the rich
That choose to live like a bitch, I'll see you in the Killing Fields
"You've had your big time of lust and sin and filth. What is
the end going to be when you realize that time is up? You've
crossed the finish line going in the wrong direction. What
shall it be? What about it, ya man? When you spent your life
in a few years time? You're burned out shell at 25 years of
age. What shall it be? What about it?
You could go to hell (what shall it be?)

Well, you know the juggla jumped in the mixer
Been down the road and I broke a few necks
And I'll break a few more, so what's up
Road by me on the corner, I'm a hold my nuts up
Its finna fuck you wit' dat
But if you a sewer skank let me hit dat
Cuz I'm Violent J, ain't even one to fake it
I wanna see some folded up skank bitches naked
I pass out when it gets dark
And woke up naked at the Clark Park
Gotta go, gotta get before I get the wrap
Gotta chopped off head chilling in my lap
Mr. Shrink, Mr. Shrink, I'm sick
Lunatick-tick-tock, it don't quit
It don't quit, it don't quit
Mr. Shrink, I'm sick, a lunaticky-tick
The doctor told me I'm a psycho
So I ate his face like I don't know
Knife to the neck and got some more
The night of the axe, the night of the forty fuck
Bitch, I'm a man you can talk ta
But after you leave I'm a stalk ya
If you're a little kid I'm a take ya
And if you're neck I'm a break ya
If you're an old lady I'm a mug ya
Cuz bitch, you can't fuck with the juggla
"Yes, ladies and gentlemen, he is...the juggla
He'll cut your windpipe, eat your face
And slit your motherfucking heart out
You can see this freak show at the world famous Carnival of Carnage
Keep juggling, motherfucker!"
Cuz ya know the juggla will throw ya up fast
And if I drop you that's your ass
I shake and twist, try to keep calm
I might go to hell cuz I'm down with Esham
Gotta rhyme for your Uncle Willy
Then I hit him in the head with a Billy
Willy, Willy, watch your mouth
And fuck the south
Running with a gang of twenty street hoods, yo
What's up bitch, ah, what's up ho?
Sometimes you act like you ain't down
With a psychotic wicked clown
Fucking my friends ain't healthy
Cuz I grab you by the face and fuck you up
And it's like that bitch that's the way it is
I'm allowed to fuck, ho, I'm in show biz
Sets in the hood want me for dead
So I paint my tag on they forehead
Stick your little 'kay by my taggin'
You can fit twenty clowns in a Volkswagon
And we coming straight to your brick house
I'm a huff, and puff, and blow your fuckin' neck loose
And then I might mug ya
Cuz they're will be no fucking with the juggla
"Juggling eyeballs, juggling heads
What you've heard about, what you've read
The juggling wicked clowns will come to your
Birthday party, wedding, and barmitzva
And cut your back off for a small fee
The juggla ain't taking no shorts from nobody"
"Tweedle-dee and tweedle-doh
Let the fucking bass go"
And the juggla make it last
Down with 2 Dope and try n' get trashed
My fellow fucking fellas
Southwest gangster killas
Violent J, the psychopathic
Some might say I'm schitsofrantic
Others think I'm quite the psychic
But somehow the bitches like it
What's up bitch, let me get the shot
Right here and now, butt-naked on the spot
Why am I like this, like that
Why are you like that, like this
The ghetto took my brain and motherfuck I want it back
I'm that nerd in the back of the class
That went psycho and killed your ass
I slash and cut and hack
With a "Kick Me" sign on my back
In my corner is scyne therapy
They take care of me, but don't stare at me
Cuz like I said I'll mug ya
Now run on home and don't fuck with the juggla
"Finally happened, the wicked clown have come to your town
And he's got your daughter by the hand
Showing her a new land
The southwest ghetto zone, where all the jugglas roam
Come one, come all and have the juggla cut your face off
Skip to the lou"
Juggla juggla fuck with the juggla
You can't fuck with the juggla
Tweedle-dee and tweedle-doh

"Welcome to another exciting episode of Del Ray's number one
game show, The Joker's Wild! Shaggy, tell us something about
tonight's contestants."
"Hey, motherfuckers
Get ready for the killer show of this bitch
We gotta cop, we gotta judge, and we gotta redneck
So step the fuck up and play the Joker's Wild!"
Woohoo!
Everybody smile
Guess who's back on your underground dial (who?)
It's the game show host with the most (Violent J)
And tonight we finna have a little pig roast
Cop copper, it's been a long while
Lace up your boots and come on down the aisle
Mr. Pig-Man packing that steel
But tonight, you ain't shit, now spin the fuckin wheel
Looks good, nice try
Now let's see just how ya gonna die?
Lucky, lucky, he landed on Carpenter Jed
He just pounds nails in your forehead
The pig got lucky that time
But let's take a look who's next down the line
Oh, the 43rd District judge
Hey pal, remember me
You threw me in jail
Take a spin or I'll snap your neck
The clicker's landed, let me check
The Jokey, hey it ain't bad at all
We just cut your face off and slap your skull
Who's next for the games and fun?
Hillbilly Earl, come on down, run
The redneck that sicked his dog on me
Now that's gonna cost you a spin, buddy
Spin around and around it goes
Staple your lips shut, cut off your toes
Then I throw your corpse on top of the pile
Anything goes on the Joker's Wild
"Tell me who killed 17 people and later ate their dead bodies?"
"Jeffrey Dahmer."
"No, the correct answer would be your mother. Shaggs?"
"Aww, shit, motherfuckers
Get ready for round two of this bitch
So, if you want your fucking neckbone chopped
Step the fuck up and play the Joker's Wild!"
You like big money and prizes, don't ya
You'd probably kill for a big prize, won't ya
Ya little bitch, it's your turn to spin
Free money, now spin again
Oh goody, the unzip your drawers
I'm finna clip this chain on your balls
Raise ya upside down for the bang bada
Now we bust your head like a pinata (hey!)
The audience loves that shit
Listen to em cheer when your forehead splits
Wait! Cut to a break, oh shit, d-damn ah
We got guts on the camera
"The Joker's Wild is brought to you by...Faygo
EVERYBODY SING!!"
"Send your momma straight up to the store, tell that bitch to bring home a
Faygo"
Welcome back to the Carnival Show
Here's your chance for the big money cash flow
Hit your buzzer, pull your lever
Joker, joker, lemon, we sever your head
Pick a door, one, two, or three
It's the same behind every door, me
There's no escape, now gimme that bald head
The crowd can't help, look, they're all dead
At home they just watching your doom
We broadcast from hell to your living room
I ripped off his knuckle, wicked clown style
Anything goes on the Joker's Wild
"It's time to play hit or miss. Contestant number one, open your
mouth. Contestant number two, get ready. Will he hit or miss....
HE HIT! What's next?"
"We got money, we got cash, we got prizes
We got blood, we got guts
We got naked dead bitches on the Joker's Wild"
I got my yellow suit and my purple tie
Somebody's gonna die, oh my
It's Mr. Thompson, my next door neighbor
Always bitchin, yellin from the kitchen
Window, see he died and he went to hell though
We meet again, I got my own game show
Spin the wheel, cuz I just can't fuck around
BONUS ROUND!
Oh shit, the end of the game
Bonus round, we goin' out with a bang
You gotta chance for money and prizes
You gotta chance at death, too hahah
So get ready, I'm coming at'cha fast
Your chance for freedom at last
Four questions, so are you ready, Jack?
"Uh, I think so", load the gat
"The governer?"
"Eats butt."
"Yes. The square root of two?"
"Uhhh..."
"Correct. Nutsacs don't belong in?"
"Butt cracks"
"Right. Richboys eat?"
"Caviar."
"No, the correct answer's bullets."
"Oh geez, this is Bink Chipperwink saying so long till next week folks
See ya later, goodbye"

"You tried to stop me, remember?
You tried to deface your own creation
But I stopped you
Did it hurt, did you feel pain?"
Guess it all began when the bullet finally struck
And I walked away harmless, it must of been good luck
Or maybe I'm dead, I'm sorry but you're dead
Maybe I outta go anyway
Strange things have happened since this day accord
A can hear a cold whisper in my every word
It's telling me I'm dead, I'm sorry but you're dead (no)
Maybe I outta go anyway
I'm feeling so stiff as I walk out the house
My tongue's so dry, think it's rotting in my mouth
Oh, tell me am I dead? I'm sorry but you're dead ("it hurts")
Life goes on for some
My boys all stare at me I wonder what they think
They don't blink and my teeth keep popping out I stink
Oh, tell me am I dead? I'm sorry but you're dead
I don't wanna die, maybe I outta go if I'm dead
My soul is so heavy that it draws me to the floor
I can hear these demons knocking at my door
They're laughing at the dead, I'm sorry but you're dead (no)
I don't wanna die, if you're dead, you're dead
I don't wanna die...you're dead, not yet now...
I don't wanna die...maybe I outta go
You're dead...I'm not goin' now...
I don't wanna die, maybe I outta go
Not yet now...
I don't wanna die...
I'm dead...
I don't wanna die...
you're dead
not yet
you're dead...
not yet
i speak

Ferris wheels and bumper cars are fun
But those rides just aren't for everyone
Bought my ticket I'ma have a run
In the maze (WHOOOO!)
If I don't come back or right away
Give me time at least a half a day
Don't just leave me lost and blown away
In the maze (WHOOOO!)
Hello ladies and gentlemen I'm Jeff Nipple
And I'm Jimbo Jizm
Welcome to the Dark Carnival's amazing maze
Over 5000 ways to get in, and no way out
Let's meet today's volunteer
This is Rick
We like to call him Rick the Dick
Dickface here is a wealthy entrepeneur
Who smacks his wife around
And buys his way in and out of everything
Let's see how Mr. Toughguy fairs up in the amazing maze
What up bitch? I'm Violent J
I'll be your guide for today, k?
Good, got mad doors and mad floors
Hallways, crawlways, walls for nedens
Make a left just before you make a right
And your left should be to your right
If your lefts right, right?
Good, begin the show
Go on ahead boy and open up the first door
Welcome to a theatrical thriller
Meet Jack Doobie a serial killer
With a chainsaw, he takes your arm at the elbow
You get it back if you make it out though
Fuck ain't no use crying all day
You need to take your bitch ass back down the hallway
You gotta be a man at least you learned
Everything you get in the maze you've earned
Keep runnin times a tickin on the clock
You might wanna tie that stump up with a sock
Turn right it might look the same
But you makin tracks through the room of thumbtacks
This really ain't shit
About a million tacks and the room spins a bit
If you stay on your feet you'll be okay
Oh let me get out of your way
Oh boy Rick the Dick is in a bit of a jam there Jeff
That's right Jimbo
He looks like a ragdoll flippin and spinnin like that
You can always witness spectacles truly amazing
Within the amazing maze
Let's see where else Rick's adventures
Will lead the little dickwipe
Hahaha, so you got a few tacks in your balls
Pick 'em all out and head right back down the halls
What's this? Dead end, doors locked
It's a long way back, just knock
Oh should've turned around no doubt
Ain't nuthin that we got to sit and argue about
Keep going make a left, right left
Now run straight ahead some more
Open up the door
Slide in the sheets, nice breeze
Relax ninja take it with ease
The maze is a place of magic
Many surprises, your dick rises
Lay down expect the best
In comes your lover with a hairy chest
Hello sexy I'm grim love
Let me have a look at your uhh milk dud
Aww shit you fell for that
I ain't gonna tell you got your hole ring tapped
All that dissin of the opposite sex
And look who just got they butthole flexed
Wait! What's that?
The walls are closing in, fuck dat
Hurry run for your life
Ohh he'll be alright
How's that sit with you Jimbo?
First he gets plugged with bullets
Then he gets his butt plugged
I think he's a fuckin idiot, Jeff
I mean what kind of asshole
Can't find his way out of this maze?
You gotta be a real dickbuffer
To wind up here in the first place
Right you are Jimbo
Let's watch the big dick fuck up some more
Alrighty ain't no need to fear
If there's a way out it's gotta be near
Hey yo look a phone
You still got one good arm so it's on
Can you hear? Ahh tongue in your ear
Drop it the phones got a life of it's own
Kiss me man hey come on
Slip down the slide go faster
Bed of nails, disaster
Quit screaming yo, hurry the fuck up and open the door
Woods, trees you're outside
Lots of places for creeps to hide
Watch your step, AHHHH, backdraft
Caught your foot and the ankles left
Creepin off with your stump
Feel something in the rump
Holla's, yeah they gonna get you
How does it feel bitch get the picture
Back indoors hey at last
Look at your family behind the glass
They look weird, they're sayin something
Listen up, "you've fucked up, you've fucked up"
Oooh they're laughin and they're pointing at you
At least you know what they're sayins true
It's one last door you made it home, or
Or what? Once again it's on
Ferris wheels and bumper cars are fun
But those rides just aren't for everyone
Bought my ticket I'ma have a run
In the maze (WHOOOO!)
If I don't come back or right away (Hey)
Hey man cut that shit
What the fuck man, happy friendly shit man
Fuck dat
It's supposed to be wicked in this bitch man

MOTHERFUCKER! YOU DON'T KNOW SHIT, DO YOU?
YOU WOULDN'T KNOW SHIT IF IT WHIP KICKED YOU
IN YOUR UGLY BITCH-ASS FACE.
YOU AIN'T EVEN BEGUN TO EXPERIENCE DRAMA, MOTHERFUCKER.
YOUR MAMMA,
YOUR MOTHERFUCKING BIG FAT CHICKEN FACE ASS MAMMA,
DON'T EVEN KNOW ABOUT THIS DRAMA, MOTHERFUCKER!
[1st Verse- Violent J]
Oh my god! look at that turn it up please
Poor Nancy Kerrigan's sweet little knees
Somebody took a black thing and went thump
That's TEEERRRIBlE! We heard about it for months
What about that one nobody guy that they found?
Dead in the grass with his, dick in his ass
Plus there was more but you won't recall
Because Micheal Jackson squeezed up on some little kids balls
What you consider...DRAMA
Ain't all that, it's just that you're wack
with your intergalactic satellite data compress
But we can't feed the homeless
Then OJ's wack story unfolded
And everybody watched that while Oklahoma exploded
900 good reasons why this world really don't care
THAT'S WHEN IT COSTS FOR A WHEELCHAIR!
[Chorus - Violent J]
What you know 'bout terrible?
(YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT'S TERRIBLE) [x2]
Yeah she's so terrible you gotta beat her you BITCH-ASS WACK MOTHERFUCKER!
[2nd Verse- Shaggy2Dope]
LOOOORRDY-lord have we got a protest, man
Some rock-and-roll ninja bit the head off a rat
Let's march in his concert, and tell him to hell
'Cause he's so fucking TEERRRIBLE
Meanwhile his records sell double and triple
'Cause of you crying about him rubbing his nipple
Religious? Shit, you helped them bank
Instead of helping them poor people eating out of them garbage cans
When you're done with them bitch, come protest me
Shit, motherfucker I could use some money
The whole world was crying when Kurt's gun went BANG!
When Eazy-E died though, it wasn't no thang
Rapper dies of A.I.D.S. but you hardly mention
Rocker blows his face off and becomes a legend
Heroin and a shotgun, a hero is made
Maybe I should do that shit so J can get paid
[Chorus]
Are your kids so terrible you gotta beat on them too
YOU DRUNK MOTHERFUCKER!!
(Rebel Flag) In your schools
(Rebel Flag) In your parks
(Rebel Flag) In your courtrooms
(Rebel Flag) In your hearts
(Rebel Flag) Stood for slavery
(Rebel Flag) Stood for war
(Rebel Flag) Stood for hatred
but just go ahead and hang your flag up some more!
(Don't worry about my goddamn flag boy
what's terrible is you damn rappers cursin')
[3rd Verse- Shaggy2Dope]
The country we live in was built by slaves
Beat down and murdered and stuffed in their graves
You put a slave owner on the one dollar bill
And you wanna know why I KILLLL PEOPLE!
[Violent J]
Bombs are blowing up, cops are corrupt
And all you care about is who the president fucked?
You don't know terrible...you will
once the iraqes come over the hill!!

The Time has come for the blood to run into the streets paved with gold
We have lived in the zoo of the ghetto for so long
And like animals we kill each other for the hatred of others
We must move into the suburbs and punish the rich for their ignorance
For the horror of death, that is part of our life in our neighborhood
And give them a taste of the same
And when we kill the governments children
And the streets smell of death
maybe then we will see our situation in a new light
And put an end the the chaos in the ghetto and an end to the killings
Heard whats going on in the free world
Broke out the asylum and killed a girl
Just ta warm u, just to get it on
Cause im gonna be cutting throats till the break of dawn
Can't nobody get me
I've always been a psycho now they coming with me
That's straight when we team up
cause I believe every throat deserves a good cut
Look in my brain its fucking insane
roll around naked in the acid rain
Rich bitch fucka took me for a sucka
Now we killing you instead of killing each other
Walked in the house, shot him in the mouth
Leaned back the head, and pulled the brains out
My list are strong its only a saw
The government fronts like they dont know what is going on
Fuck, ill take the matter in my own hands
Cut ya down cat, cut ya down
Cause i know the rich go jogging
And im waiting in the bushes,axe to the nogging
About 30 or 40 times,psychodelic sick with the psycho psycho rhymes
But ya keep the killer in one place,
But I'm at ya door, motherfucker have a taste!
(Fucking you up wont let you pass, fucking you up, shot you in the ass)
{Jumped out the alleyway with a muthaphucking battle axe}
{12 dead bodies on the muthaphucking train tracks}
(Im sick of this shit i see on the TV,they showing psychopathics and i see me)
(And ya calling me a homeless hobo,
while I'm laying on my suede couch listening to mojo)
{Snipe ya in the head from a tower,
or chase ya naked ass clear out the shower}
{Finally catch ya on the block,
take this here gat and shoot ya in the eye}
(Who ya fucking wit governer E?
Don't ya know I'll hang ya dead ass from a tree)
{Then swing ya by ya foot}
{Mister drumma looking bald headed punk bitch}
(Stroll to the banquet party)
{Drank all they brew}
(Then shot everybody)
(They set it up wrong,
created the ghetto and thought it wouldn't last long)
{Thought we'd kill each other off,
didn't think we'd come to the suburbs.jackoff}
(The clowns stick this knife in ya Face)
({Motherfucker, Have a Taste})
In Detroit doing time, time being done
Without not another solution
Without nothing but wicked men
How many muthaphuckas ive know through the years
Got they necks blown off or crippled in their fear
Now iull tell ya cause i been in many Schools for this
Cause im drawn by the vision and close my hand into a fist
Raised in the crime with nothing to eat
So my natural instincts to kill in the street
Im going to war and i sent you caution
JumpSteady stepping over the governments brainwashing
(Take it, Take it farther, take it far)
Dont let them even judge ya, cause you know who you are
Seems they dont even know about the inner city crime war
Moneys on the jews in the desert but what the fuck for
Damn the're stupid,The mine are surrounded
Think i like to pay a lesson to a gallon
And save a human life or two
End this ghetto war for the homies that i once knew
ya peeping out the barn with ya closed eyes
(Ya peeping out the barn with ya closed eyes hoe)
I got a mind killing rage waiting on my change
On the holes on my jacket i craddle my gage
What ya gonna do if i show up at your place
Try to ignore it this time, motherfucker have a taste
Ya need a spoonful, another wants a little taste
So let me feed you the city like in a steady pace
Ya wake up to gunfire thining it was a dream
Till ya hear ya neighbors holla and ya young child scream
Everyday thang, thank it to ya
Just wait till you see that cracka at ya front door naked
Begging for money, acting like he know ya
Ya slam the door in fear, but some day he'll show ya
Catch ya at point blank range ya getting jacked
(come up wit it bitch)
Now ya dont know how to act
But that's the life and the experience of a mother
Happends everyday, one another the other
But the suburb living is high class
With a high class leather city trade with ya ass
And show ya the rough times
Hungry homeless people commiting crime after crime
And bitches working the pike for dough
Then they run to the rock sella to buy some rocks slow
And i hear ya making fun of that...
ICP (What's up E) Gets ya bats
It's time for you to crack some necks
And if they dont know now, show them what to expect
Cause it dont matter the race or the place
Capitol E giving the inner city Taste
Yea! We heading to Birmingham,gross point and beverly Hills
I thought you knew, cause we in a devilish mood
Guess who's rolling with the ICP, That black devil comming straight from the D
Im heading out to birmingham,to tip off a german
And looking for the governer to kill him and i think i can
Violent J know the way so im gonna getcha
If ya standing in my way im getting wit ya
The black devil, that devil ya dont know
Getting more pussy than Bel Biv Devoe
Hey man do you know my name?
Im down with notics, nuts on train
So give me mine cause it aint about black or white
It aint about wrong or right on Devil's night
I burn a cross in ya fucking face
Now homicide's got a new case

You know the irony of life is that you have like
This big dream to get where you wanna be
But once you get there you start to dream about where you came from.
I guess that's the part of the circle of our lives
Like the hands of a clock going round.
If only we could wind them back and return to a time where the dream began.
It's all too soon that's all will be is a dream in someone's mind.
Look at me I'm famous on top of the world,
I finally reached the big time (I'm a superstar)
Stand up, step back and take a look
Is this really what I had in mind? (I don't really think so)
I guessed them goals that we set in the day,
They actually came to be (yup yup)
But now I'm looking at a blank white paper,
And with a whole book of memories (but we never read)
Seven deep in the jeep with the camo top,
Everybody and they drunk as hell,
?? and awesome dre and anybody by the right would see us
('cause we always went there)
Songs were long and pollution strong, and the faygo always warm and flat (that's nasty)
But if now if this supposed to be heaven for me, then just give me my old hell back
So take me home (to my empty refrigerator)
C'mon and take me home (to a life in which I understand)
So take me home (to my old school down in delray)
C'mon and take me home
For what little time time I got left
(c'mon c'mon) let's go yall
There's another festival down town,
Take some bottles back up to the store (I found two of 'em)
That would get us bus money down there
To get back we have to find some more (might as well get drunk)
Hanging our flyers up everywhere,
We coulda sworn we was making noise (everybody knew us)
Finally we had everyone in southwest
Representing with the jj boys (everybody)
I stole to eat (I stole)
I stole to live (I stole)
I stole only to survive (if you's a hoodlum)
Just like j said in 'ghetto zone' I stole a car with my tape inside
All we did was try to talk to hoes,
And none of them was trying to hear (not one hoe)
It woulda meant so much more back then
'Cause now it's fake hoes everywhere
So take me home (to my empty refrigerator)
C'mon and take me home (to a life in which I understand) (where you at yall?)
So take me home (to my old school down in delray) (summer time)
C'mon and take me home (delray)
Mike p yall
Southern rock for ya
Rudeboy
Oh lord don't let me get my girlfriends call
If she don't get off until two (we got all night long)
I finally show up at 4:30 am
And I still have to drop my crew off (but I'll be back)
Now I'm alone and on top of it all,
Looking deep in the back of my mind (looking deep in the back of my mind)
I realised the key to a happy life
Was right here with me the whole time
So take me home (to my empty refrigerator)
C'mon and take me home (to a life in which I understand)
So take me home (to my old school down in delray) (where you at?)
C'mon and take me home
What up everybody I'm here chilling with Samantha
"HI GUYS!"
And I bet you wondering how we like to do things around here
Well we like to do 'em with family
Were family, family
Everyone of us is family
What would life be without family
Were family, family
Well my name is Joe and I flow like whoa
I stepped on stage and I stole the show
Mini c, she down with me,
But today I'm representing all family
Save this song for years and years
Guarantee on day it will bring you tears
'cause you remember how things were back in the day
Let's try to keep it this way
My name is mom and I'm on the mic (yeah)
Kicking that style that I know you'll like
I'm from Detroit the city of boom (boom)
I used to send violent J to his room (what?!)
When I bust this funky style
My money stacks up over miles
Now I think I'll pass the mic
To another fresh MC I know you'll like
I gots mad love for everyone on this track
This rob rolling strong on a group attack
Samantha's my daughter, my mom is my mom
Nancy is my wife 'cause she is the bomb
(hey, don't forget about me in this roll call)
Joe is my brother who is standing tall
Together there as powerful as my unity
And I've been blessed to have my family
I am Samantha, I'm an MC
Rapping with my family
Love is the word I chose to use
I spread it around like it's the news
I do the booty shake everywhere I go
And I prove I can dance and also flow
If you have a problem with who I am
You can go and jump in lake Michigan
Nancy's my name and I got much fame
'cause my family's off the chain
I flow as I go so act like ya know
Or get slapped in the head without a ???
I do the booty shake with my daughter Sam
'cause she's the one with the master plan
I got much love for new York and back
Don't question me 'cause that's a fact
My name is Kris, as if you don't know
I'm feared worldwide for my crazy flow
I was born and raised in ramulous
That's where I first learned how to bust
This song is making history
'cause it's real, it's all about family
I'm quite I don't say much and I'm shy
Any minute though I might sting your eye
Were family, family
Everyone of us is family
What would life be without family
Were family, family
Yea, the Bruce brothers will never die, that's right it's all about family
I'll hax anyone that ever messed with my family

You were fuckin penny pencha id never give a incha
Short arms and deep pockets be sure to lock it real special
You wont go drivein through our neighborhood your fuckin
STAAAAAAAAALE!!!
Your women wait on you to sleep then sneak out on a creep and come back home and kiss you
Leave some nut on your cheek because that bitch a freek but you just fake like you asleep your fuckin
STAAAAAAAAALE!!!
This mother fucker got a chicken neck fool aint never earned a check
We took a watch off a deadman after a car wreck and scam and live your life as weak as you can your fuckin
STAAAAAAAAALE!!!
Bitch you got a big fuckin ass titties flashin like strobe lights
You bitches know we gotta go but you aint fuckin tonight you aint right i think i know whats wrong with you boo your fuckin
STAAAAAAAAALE!!!
Jump back off me
Get your stale ass off me
Jump back off me
Back your stale ass off me
Im fresh im fresh
So fresh so fresh
So fresh because i wont have stress
No stress
Jump back off me
Get your stale ass off me
Jump back off me
Back your stale ass off me
Im fresh im fresh
So fresh so fresh
And i dont need that staleness bitch ass!
We swing both ways and still swear thats your pimp hand
Plus your thirty somthin or other supported by your motha
Fuckin chickies without a rubber your fuckin
STAAAAAAAAALE!!!
These rappers spittin wicked shit with panties on under there jeans
Actin like there topgun but run when i pop one
You get a bullet in your smile disrespectin our style your fuckin
STAAAAAAAAALE!!!
Tou can use this as if you legit but to me your just ass talkin poop and shit
You know you should quit before we boot you lip your fuckin
STAAAAAAAAALE!!!
You say you seen bigfoot in your backyard you need to get smacked hard
Your stalkin a fat lard your windows and doors bared
You covered up the tattoo head of a jokers card you fuckin
STAAAAAAAAALE!!!
Jump back off me
Get your stale ass off me
Jump back off me
Back your stale ass off me
Im fresh im fresh
So fresh so fresh
So fresh because i wont have stress
No stress
Jump back off me
Get your stale ass off me
Jump back off me
Back your stale ass off me
Im fresh im fresh
So fresh so fresh

Welcome to the dark carnival....
Violent J....Shaggy 2 Dope....
The Insane Clown Posse....
We'll live forever...Live forever...
Come join us....Carnival awaits us...
Take my hand...Take my hand....
Shangri-La...Live forever...
Here go another clown song, freaky and weird
I'm still preachin', I'm like Noah without the beard
I'm tryin'a spread the facts that I know for sure
Yet many don't believe in our carnival freakshow
It's alright though, there's enough who do
And only time will tell if our stories are true
But for everybody here, I can promise you this
You'll never hear us rap about the typical bullshit
Bling bling, all the money they got
All the ice they wear, and all the people they shot
All the freaks they pull and all the cars they drive
Only we rap about fuckin' a bee-hive
You wanna keep it real, walk out your door
That's as real as it gets from the sky to the floor
But the Dark Carnival will take your soul away
And give you mythical adventure in a magical way
I live for, The Carnival,
I die for, The Carnival,
I pray for, The Carnival...
Please take me away, take me away
I love for, The Carnival,
I die for, The Carnival,
I pray for, The Carnival... Come take me away, take me away
Funhouse, freak shows, and murder-go-rounds
Fuck how you lookin', paint it up like a clown
Loosen up, let it go, you ain't gotta be tense
Faygo flyin' everywhere, fuck makin' sense
And that's the beauty of it, look backstage
Ain't another group out here on the same page
Run with everybody or walk with our crew
And stand on the moon, face the world and say fuck you
I ain't sitting out playing that shit
Put me in the ground where my juggalos is
Treat me special, I'ma leave your lip drainin'
We in this together waitin' on the same wagon
Let 'em laugh now, let 'em laugh for years
We'll see who's laughin' in the house of mirrors
Cuz that's where I'm goin', and if you're not
Bump that other shit and hear about the ends they got, hahaha
I live for, The Carnival,
I die for, The Carnival,
I pray for, The Carnival...
Come take me away, take me away
I love for, The Carnival,
I die for, The Carnival,
I pray for, The Carnival...
Please take me away, take me away
Live forever...Take My Hand...Forever...Live forever
Come take a journey through heaven and hell
See what we have to come, and share the story I tell
Walk hand-in-hand with the devil and God
Let 'em pull you in half, purgatory is odd
Fuck newspapers, Fuck magazines
Fuck A&Rs;, and your ball-huggin' jeans
Fuck anybody tryin' to change our ways
As long as 6 Joker Cards got somethin' to say
I speak for the crazy, I speak for scrubs
I speak for the thugs pissin' in your hot tubs
I speak for the people that you always say don't know how to act
We like 'em just like that
Fuck your Grammy's, fuck your Music Awards
I strangle your host, with his microphone cord
Fuck anybody who ain't down with the clown

If it was up to me I would never dare you
If it was up to me I would rather spare you
If it was up to me I would try to sway you
Everything is up to him
Everything is up to him
Everything is up to him
It's all out, you have to take it (Do it)
Take it (Do it)
Take it (Do it)
It's all out, you have to take it (Do it)
Take it (Do it)
Take it (Do it)
It's all out, you have to
If it was up to me you wouldn't have to fear him
If it was up to me I wouldn't let you near him
If it was up to me it doesn't really matter
Inside out, it's only
It's all out, they gotta take it (Do it)
Take it (Do it)
Take it (Do it)
It's all out, you have to take it (Do it)
Take it (Do it)
Take it (Do it)
It's all out, you have to
Ok, come on
You don't wanna see what goes on over here
You don't even wanna get near
If I was you I'd turn around and back home now
Before your ass gets stuffed little buster
Tryin to mean mug with that lip flappin
What you thought was gonna happen?
Turn around bitch boy and break off fast
Before you get that foot in your ass Mother fucker!
Everything is up to him
Everything is up to him
Everything is up to him
It's all out, you have to take it (Do it)
Take it (Do it)
Take it (Do it)
It's all out, you have to take it (Do it)
Take it (Do it)
Take it (Do it)
It's all out, you have to take it (Do it)
Take it (Do it)
Take it (Do it)
Everything is up to him
Everything is up to him
Everything is up to him

Aloha hoes its big joe on the intro
My dick in your mouth its that simple
Im violent j with a gang of dick
For you and them rabbits you hangin with
My clown paint glows in the dark dont be scared
If somthin starts ticklin your ass its my beard
Im freaky you need to be slobbing me down and swalloing me up
China man follow me up
Rippin hoes from state to state
Dick in her mouth nuts on her face
Daddy long stroke tryed to kill her tonsils
Cause i love the way she choked on my johnson
Suck this dick like you do a slurpee and the sounds you make make me more horny
So swallow this nut cause you love the taste and if you dont it will be on your face
Shes sexy (sexy)
Dont spit it out
She cought it (cought it)
Keep it in your mouth
All in her face
Make a real juggalo wanna say his grace
Shes sexy (sexy)
Dont spit it out
She cought it (cought it)
Keep it in your mouth
All in her face
Make a real juggalo wanna say his grace
Sweaty if you love to suck dick
Take it in the face bitch let me bust this
To many bitches act like they dont suck
Then become a rider when they taste that nut
Dont get it twisted tho in order to hit it and get it you gotta be a gifted ho
Some head is worth paying for aint me you gotta love to do and do it for free for real
Heres a story about juggalo randy
He met a chick licked the dick like candy
Now hes hooked and hes buying her gold
She whipped his ass like pussy control
When you lick the dicks your done for good
Fuckin triflin hoes straight outta the hood
Now you stuck with a 7 day itch screamin bitches aint shit but hoes and tricks
Shes sexy (sexy)
Dont spit it out
She cought it (cought it)
Keep it in your mouth
All in her face
Make a real juggalo wanna say his grace
Shes sexy (sexy)
Dont spit it out
She cought it (cought it)
Keep it in your mouth
All in her face
Make a real juggalo wanna say his grace
What you gonna do when the dick is on raw
You gonna suck it or fuck or leave it alone
Im a raw ass dude with a gang of blades
Hope your mouth dont have a condition of razeblades
Or imma fuckin leave ya bitch dont see ya
Cause bitch i dont need ya
Please i dont wanna say all the drama
How you swallowed my dick like Jeffry Dahmer
Hey ladys! fuck off and lick nuts
Shaggy 2 fresh got some meat for these sluts
I see you likein that thong all up in your ass crack
Makein me think you want some dick were thats at
I shoot hoops with my two balls your nedens the basket (Slam Dunk!)
Hoes just call me fantastic
Dick stretchin your lips like elastic
Now swallow that shit like a freaky fast bastard
Shes sexy (sexy)
Dont spit it out
She cought it (cought it)
Keep it in your mouth
All in her face
Make a real juggalo wanna say his grace
Shes sexy (sexy)
Dont spit it out
She cought it (cought it)
Keep it in your mouth
All in her face

If I had things my way, I wouldn't be a zero
Rather be respected like Pierre Ferro
Every album I touch 5 mics
I'd be on MTV with Tommy Lee ridden dirt bikes
Me and Fred Durst cooking brought worst
And one of those huge barbecues with them Bunny skirts
I wouldn't need a barricade at my shows
'cause it would be nothing but celebrity friends the first 10 rows
I'd have a 90 pound slut on my arm
Who likes like a little skinny dude with a perm
But she's a super model and she works in Brazil
And her daddy places pool on the isle of ???
I remember when I met at a party in France
I sent her a rose with a note "May I have this dance?"
Jeckel whut? I don't even know who they are
If I had things my way, I'd be a superstar
I'm so famous I'm so sweet
I'm so neat I can't be beat
Call my one time
I'm so fashion, I'm divine
I'm so famous I'm so sweet
I'm so neat I can't be beat
Call my one time
I'm so fashion, I'm divine
I got a call this morning Denis Rodman & Carson Daily
They want to meet me up for lunch at the Bailey
And I don't even know them people
But we famous, so we consider each other equal
Where am I from? Oh yea Detroit city
I remember that tiny little town, so itty bitty
I think I used to have some family there
In fact I wonder if. Rmmm... anyway, jauque do my hair
Sniffing cocaine off of crystal counter top
Kissy face, sucking on her ruby red lolly pop
Shaggy Who? Watch me clean up the ghetto
I sleep on a mattress sprinkled with rose pedals
Make my music, write my song I'll come sing it
And when the royalty check comes, better bring it
Mr Masoose come and rub me down gently
Mom hers the keys, go and wash the Bentley
(Fast Talking I Can't Even Make Out)
Superstar....
I'm like a zerko, I suck my drummers dick
I ain't gay or nothing, I just did it for kicks
I like to play the crazy rock star it helps my rep
You shoulda seen me at the movie premiere with Johny Depp
I love Hollywood parties, I live like a star
I'll kiss your ass, even if I don't know who you are
I'll jump in your pictures and I'll get in your way
I'm annoying as fuck, I'm like that one kid from Sugar Ray
Do I remember Twiztid? Of course I do, Twisted Sister,
They used to play with Motely Crue
Oh you mean them rapper kids that were down with me?
No, I don't recall, excuse me, security!
I don't need old friends, I'm way bigger
Sorry, my phones ringing, it's Tommy Hilfiger
I'll see you when I see if I remember who you are

"Yeah, you give sax lessons. Why not to spend the night?
I am only to spend the night? I play music of the night.
No, no, I'm not awake in the day.
Read my lips, eww scary. Aww, man, why you guys in the goddamn,
Yellow Pages then, the fuckin, the goddamn, what's it, no,
it's the Weekly. In paranthasees, 'No gig...eww, scary'.
And that's just what I am. Scary."
Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane
Nah, bitch, Super Balls, is the name
And I come from a far away planet
Southwest Del Ray, goddamn it!
And it's the land of the smog-filled maniacs
Super Balls, and concrete nutsacs
You know that fat lady skank that always bothers you
I'm here to fuck her, yo, that's what I do
So tell me where the hoes is at
The fat loopy bitches with the lumpy backs
Super Balls ain't scared of a fuckin' thing
Hold your belly up and I'll stick you with my Super Wang
So, who's next, the bitch with the rubber eye
It won't shut, and now she can't find a guy
It scared everybody off, so I guess my duty calls
BITCH!!!!!!!!!! Call me Super Balls
Ain't no bitch to fat
Ain't no bitch to whack
Ain't no bitch to ugly
For Super Balls, woowoo!
I met a girl looked a lot like a turkey
So I fucked her and her neden went bublabublabubla
Cuz I could give a motherfuck about looks
I just jock up another one for the books
I know this bitch fat round like a beachball
You can roll her up, and bounce her off the wall
We played ball, shoot hoops, she can hold steady
Then I stick my dick down in the fat patty
Just cuz no one calls your home
Don't mean that you're all alone
Just call Super Balls to the rescue
Now here's what I'm a do
I might stick my big toe in your butthole
And then tickle your neden with my other toes
Ugly bitches in need, I crash through their walls
Big daddy J Violent Super Balls
Ain't no bitch to fat (yeah, motherfucker)
Ain't no bitch to whack (better ask somebody)
Ain't no bitch to ugly
For Super Balls, woowoo!
"It's a bright mid-summer day in Metropolis, and there's not much
news fit to televise at Galaxy Communications. Where, in his
office, Clark Kent is monitoring the twelve o'clock news."
"Uh uh, it goes thump thump thumpin against your clit"
"Harder, harder!"
"Lois Lane, ace reporter for Galaxy Communications, opens Clark's
door and looks in."
"When the hell do I get something out of this?"
It's down, it's down with the clown
Fuck fat bitches and charge by the pound
I gets paid and I bought a new Lexus
Cuz I fucked a bitch bigger than Texas (yeeehaw!!)
Super Balls don't care where his nuts at
One night, I found em in your mom's butt crack
You was playin Nintendo upstairs
I had my dick stickin in your mom's butt hairs
Granny walked in, puffing on a jay
"Pfft, my pussy's turning grey"
She asked if I would mind dipping in the sugar walls
I said it ain't no thing for Super Balls
Super Balls is in the motherfucking house!!!
Ain't no bitch to fat
Ain't no bitch to whack
Ain't no bitch to ugly

Suicide Hotline, may I help you?
Yeah... Uhh... Well I'm about to fucking kill myself...
Listen you don't want to do that, OK? You don't want to do that.
I'm gonna... eh... There's so many fucking reasons why I don't even need to be here anymore.
There's no reason
I'm gonna put a slug in my fucking head!
You don't want to do that, you want to be here on Earth, OK?
Fuck that shit man! I got a gun right now.
Put it away
...and I got it right under my chin, man, fuck that!
Take it away from your chin.
I'm gonna blow my head all over the fucking ceiling
No you're not, OK?
Fuck this shit man...
Just talk to me, OK?
It ain't no point to me waking up,
Everybody's time I'm taking up,
I got nobody, it ain't a shoulder near,
I can't stay here & it's colder there,
I don't wanna look back 'cause it's gonna hurt,
I slice my wrist & it's gonna squirt,
For me everybody holds a hate,
I get backstabbed & everybody holds the stake,
It's no roads to take, I'm in a circle drive,
Busting at myself & I'm trying to survive,
I'll disappoint you, & I will let you down,
And I ain't got many home boys coming around,
You don't understand, so don't say you do,
I swear I'll put a motherfucking slug in you,
I'm the only one,
The lonely one,
At home alone loading a gun, thinking "Why not?"
"Why not? Why would you wanna die?
Okay, you have feelings inside your head, okay?
I understand that feelings lead to depression
When you have depression, you have a lonely void inside of your heart, okay?
And your heart means everything to the world, okay?"
I got court coming up, I stole a truck.
I got a bitch pregnant & I'm broke as fuck,
I wanna get high but I got piss test,
I'm always first name on top of the shit list,
Get this, the witch has made my chest
It's permanent nightly visiting nest,
It ain't no clothes that I look good in,
I'm the motherfucking big red train that couldn't,
I got no family, I stole they shit,
Restraining orders & I still won't quit,
I hit rock bottom & then I fell in a hole
And then I fell through the floor of that hole some more,
I been missing for a year, nobody's looking,
I got beat down & my shit tooken,
I look ahead & all I see is more of the same,
Or this self-inflicted bullet hole pouring my brain
"Ooooooookay, I understand that you're in pain, okay?
I understand everything you're going through
I've been there myself, okay?
Now, your pain is my pain,
Alright? And I feel your pain, and I wanna be your friend
Just me and you, friends"
I dream about cutting heads off with a shovel,
The dreams are getting serious, think I'm in trouble,
I don't hold memory for more than an hour,
I'm tired as fuck & I'm drained of power,
I ain't half way there & I'm all out of time,
I'm like a crushed light bulb, all out of shine,
I've been around the world but no place is home,
I wanna see the other side when I face this chrome,
I'm butt naked, I've been jacking off, getting drunk,
It's my last hours alive, who gives a fuck?
It don't matter,
I'm doing the shit in the garage,
Trying to make it easier for them to clean my head splaage,
This bitch I loved, I hope she finds me,
Still up in the chair with my thoughts behind me
I'm about to do it,
Can you hold for a second?
Wait a min!
Hello?
Hey what's up?
Where you at?
Right down the street?
With who?
My girl Shannon, we were wondering if we could stop by
Well shit yeah... com'on... bye
Really?
Yeah hey...
I know bring some blunts
Uh huh, alright, bye
So we pray, our father Lord be together.

Take a look around ya, tell me what ya see?
Ya see flames and smoke...then there's me
I'm burnin' houses and jumpin telephone poles
They call me fireface, I'm suckin' hot coals
Give me a quarter, I'll buy a quarter worth of gas
Sneak in your house, and slowly poor it in your ass
Blaze it up, you run around screechin' scorned
Your ass is burnin', your nuts pop like pop corn
And when I see ya, I stomp all the flames out
Stomp your face then your ass... stomp your titties
I'll stomp your balls, we stomp in my wicked town
Forks up and forks down, a wicked clown
I represent like a true gangbanger should
I paint the forks and your K's in your neighborhood
And when you see me, give a nod, say what up
Then walk away or I'll stomp your fuckin mouth shut
When I'm done, I drink a couple gallons of gas
And then I stick a lighter in my ass
Yeah, so if you down with the fucking clown
Check it oooouuuuuttttt!!!!
I say stomp you say woo woo
STOMP! woo woo STOMP! woo woo
I say stomp you say woo woo
STOMP! WOO WOO STOMP! WOO WOO
I say stomp you say woo woo

The stalker
Yeah
The stalker
I'm gonna stalk this hoochie
I'm gonna stalk this hoochie
So I'm gripping this old peice of shit, right?
Here's this smoochie poo at the stop light
Ahem, how's about a date?
Two tickets for the circus, pick you up at 8
Fuck no, you're a loser
Yeah, but I'll stick my boot up your ass
Heh heh, but I ain't nagging
To the next light in my pink volkswagon
Oh, excuse me, ho, but I'm Violent J act like you know
Violent J the country singer?
No, Violent J the southwest gangstero
And the bitch was gone (awww)
So I followed her home (huh?)
Cause I got it going on (ohhhh!)
And I'm in the Haugh (Yep!)
Parked at a spot good enough to hawk her
Things you do when you's a stalker
"So, what happened?"
"I really don't like to talk about it, but he ruined my life, I mean he
was everywhere,everywhere I went."
The stalker
I think that ditso likes me, yeah
She tells you to fuck off with such class!
I think that ditso likes me
Yeah, go on and get that ass!
Well, the stalker stalks his target
Just happened to see her at the super-market
Oh, hi, hey, that peanut butter sucks
You wouldn't like Jiffy, it ain't go no nuts
Why don't you try these?
She ran away scared, and I'm staring at her butt-cheeks
Cause I know she loves me, she wanna tease and tease and rub and dub me
"Hello?"
Hi, it's me
"Hello?"
You love me
"Hello?"
I love you
"Hello?" "Hello?"
Biggity bop boom!
I'm back in a stone brick house
Candle light dinner and some Mexican chow
Yo, I know she gonna show up
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick, no luck
Peep through her window, jack off in her back yard
Somebody pulled a joker's card
And you know what joker caught you
Things you do when you's the stalker
"Are you okay?"
"I don't know, because I know he'll be back. He always come back. I'll
never be able to lead a normal again."
"It's okay."
The stalker
I'm gonna stalk this hoochie (oochie coochie poochie)
I'm gonna stalk this hoochie (smoochie coochie poochie)
I've been hawking for about 2 weeks
And I ain't even got a fucking kiss on the cheek
She with some fuck face!
I'm gonna put that college boy in a neck-brace!
I gotta just chill
She loves me lots, and that's for real
That night, I snuck in her back door with a bucket of chicken and a bottle
of Faygo
Tip-toe, tip-toe creeping, cause I know my baby's sleeping
Snuck in the bedroom, look through (aaaahhh!)
She stuck me in the eye with a broom
Pulled it up
Popped my eye back and I can't find her
Ran through the bedroom, ran through the living room, ran for the
bathroom, gotta take a doo
Now I stress pulling out my hair, I think I heard that bitch up-stairs
Up the steps, wicked clown
Then I hear a clicking sound
Honey, is that you? How's about a kissy smoochie poo?
Her daddy's gun to my nugget
Never liked the bitch, anyway, fuck it
"So what'd you do?"
"I tried to run, but he was always right there, just ahead of me."
"He would always catch me, and hurt me."
Nah, man
She don't like me man
Nah, she don't like me, man
That bitch shot me in the head, man
She shot me in the nugget, man
Nah, she don't like me, man, she don't like me
She shot me in the nugget, man
How's she gonna like me, man?
She shot me in the nugget, dog
She don't like me, man
Stop it, man, she don't like me
No she don't!
Look at my head, man!
She shot me in the forehead, man!
How's she gonna like me, man?

Once upon a time there were three little pigs
who went out into the big world
to build thier homes and seek thier fortunes.
The first little piggy, his house is made of wood
He lives in a chicken turkey piggy neighborhood
He likes to fuck his sister and drink his moonshine
A typical redneck filthy fuckin' swine!
I rode into town with my axe in my holster
Everybody knows about the wicked piggy boaster
The sherrif at the border ,he tried to take me out
I drew my axe with the quickness-and cut his adam's apple out!
Walked in the village and to the piggy's place
He opened up his door and shot me in the face
And blew me off the porch-and blew my head in half
But I'm a Juggalo so it only made me laugh (ha ha!)
Axe in hand, I rose like the dead
And swung with all my might- made a thump noise in his head
Since we out west, I grabbed a shotgun
And blew his fuckin tounge out the back of his cranium!!
Three little piggies, to make a piggy pie
There's nothing like a sound when you hear a piggy die
I might choose a gun (NO!)
I might choose an axe (YES!)
The Carnival's in town- come and get your piggy snacks
The second little piggy, his house is made of brick
And this little piggy is a mother fuckin dick
He lays down his rules and reads you your rights
In that funny lookin car with the little blinkin lights
I drive a volkswagon bug 17 deep
Packed fulla Juggalos, lights out and we creep
To the piggy station and lay on the horn
First piggy out- we blow his lungs out his uniform
Now they in persuit like Starski and Hutch
But theres only two of them-the rest are out to lunch
They call up Dunkon Doughnuts to gather up the rest
25 piggies with they bullet-proof vests
We lead them in a chase,they bustin off rounds
But now they all fucked cuz we at the Carney grounds
And they gettin swallowed by their very on breed
DARK CARNIVAL and wicked clowns because we need....
The last little piggy, his house is made of gold
He lives in a mansion on his own private road
I started walking down it- the gaurd he told me wait
I snapped his fuckin neck in two and slammed his nuts in the gate
Cuz this little piggy must defianatly die!
I'm a lop his nugget off and toss it in the sky
And then I watch the moon take the form of the devil
And pull it out the sky and beat it with a shovel
People in my city, they fightin for they meals
He sleeps on a matress stuffed with hundered dollar bills
A richey is the devil- he never will admit it
So I'm 'a cut his hand off and slap his face wit' it
Opened up his door, he sleeping in his bed
I grabbed a brick of gold and slapped it upside his head
He begged for his life, I told him its too late
And tied his neck in a knot and watch him suffocate

"Come and get it! Woo!
We got some fresh fills for your fat chicken-ass to snack on, bitch!
So here, start with a slice of this fresh piggy pie, motherfucker!"
The first little piggy, his house is made of wood
He lives in a chicken turkey piggy neighborhood
He likes to fuck his sister, and drink his moonshine
A typical redneck filthy fuckin' swine
I rode into town with my axe in my holster
Everybody knows about the wicked piggy roaster
A farmer at the border, he tried to take me out
I drew my ax with the quickness, and cut his chicken feathers out
Walked in the village, and to the piggy's place
He opened up his door, and popped me in the face
And blew me off the porch, and cracked my head in half
But I'm a Juggalo, so it only made me laugh (hehe)
Forty in hand, I rose from the dead
And threw with all my might, I made a ping noise off his head
Since we out west, I had a little fun
And pulled his fuckin tongue out the back of his cranium
Three little piggies, to make a piggy pie
There's nothing like the sound when you hear a piggy die
I might use a gun (no), I might use an ax (yes)
The carnival's in town, come and get your piggy snacks!
The second little piggy, his house is made of brick
And this little piggy is a motherfucking dick
He sits on his bench and gets all the respect
But if I get a chance, I'm goin' straight for the neck
He walked in the room, and everybody rose
Lopped off bucket chillin' underneath my clothes
First they let the piggy, now you can finally sit
But what this piggy don't know is he's about to get his neck wet
Now I see the bailiff, I'm thinkin' what the fuck?
I can smoke this room before his hearing aid will pick it up
Old-ass man, I let him get away
That tired motherfucker will probably die tomorrow anyway
Here come the piggy, it's time for my case
His eyes are blood red with a wicked lookin' face
He saw my joker's smile, and sentenced me to die
So I ragged on the bucket, made it fuckin' rain pork rinds
The last little piggy, his house is made of gold
He lives in a mansion on his own private road
I started walking down it, the guard he told me wait
I bounced off his head and did a Jackie Chan over the gate
Cuz this little piggy, must definitely fry
I'm a lop his nugget off and toss it in the sky
And then I watch the moon take the form of the devil
And pull it out the sky, and beat it with a shovel
People in my city, they fightin for they meals
He sleeps on a mattress stuffed with hundred dollar bills
How rich he is the devil, he never will admit it
So I'm a take his money stack and stuff his face with it
Opened up his door, he's sleeping in his bed
I grabbed a brick of gold and laid it upside his head
He begged for his life, I told him it's too late
And took away his dough and watched the devil suffercate

When I get to California
When I get there
When I get to California
Hook me up with one of them chicks
And when you get to the Midwest
I'll hook you up with a juggalette ya'll
He's the visual assassin with the mask that ? killa
Seen him drink a lot but I have yet to see him spill a drop
He rap to hip hop in his heart, try and battle Pak
He'll fucking tear you're ass apart
I keep my fridge stocked with plenty of Faygo
My flow connect nice like old school legos
What's up holmes , just a west coast loadie
My rhyme is nice, slow and stoney
See all these psycho bitches getting so damn fanatical
FBI got us all listed down as radicals
Government officials taking life long sabbaticals
Time to rock the mic and drop something classical
I'm with the kings now it's murder state to state
Dog Boy ?? off set the record straight
Fuck that bullshit that never went down
So we come as one to fuck up your town
The wickit the wickit the wickit wickit klowns
Blowing smoke rings with Kottonmouth Kings
Coming coming ?? faygo into towns
And all types of thangs
Suburban Noize Records teaming up with Psychopathic
Richter let them know who juggalo I got your back kid
Kottonmouth Ninjas rocking tunes with ICP
D-Loc grab the mic and pass me the weed
Kottonmouth Kings, ICP, we from the West
They from the East
With a bag of keif and a box of spliffs
We mast through your city like robotic beasts
See all ?? robots following the masses
I watch the world through faygo fizzing glasses
Kings and the klowns dropping sellouts like acid
Like cum on your tongue shit is getting kind of drastic
To all unbelievers who think this is a joke
Grab the faygo when you start to choke
In the pit at a show come summertime
A million juggalos to blow your fucking mind
The wickit the wickit the wickit wickit klowns
Blowing smoke rings with Kottonmouth Kings
Coming coming ? faygo into towns
And all types of thangs
True terror is back you better believe
Kottonmouth Kings, ICP
We from the West, they from the East
Voilent J and Shaggy stepped in the place
And cleared the room out like nuclear waste
Nobody likes us but the Kottonmouth Kings
They smoke buds I smoke little white things
I'm a base head feining for your change, and I'm strange
So ?? know I put you in a torcher rack
And ?? nut bag around like a hacky sack
I told you fuck the world and I meant it
I owe the government money but I spent it
I bought a hooker and banged her in my truck
Yo, she probably had syphillis I give a fuck no
I'm gonna die hell we're all gonna die
You think the juggalo give a damn, bye
I'm going out like a nuclear time bomb
Tick tick boom motherfucker
The wickit the wickit the wickit wickit klowns
Blowing smoke rings with Kottonmouth Kings
Coming coming ? faygo into towns
And all types of thangs